He looked at the screen. His face went carefully neutral in the way it went when something important was happening. He answered, said three words Leo couldn't make out, listened for 45 seconds, said two more words, and hung up. Everyone in the room was watching him.
Sully made contact. Bobby said. He looked at Leo. He looked at Corey who had turned back from the door.
Velasquez says the debt is clear. Leo gripped the edge of the counter. Just like that? Corey said.
His voice was raw. Not just like that, Bobby said. Sully explained the situation in terms of Velasquez found persuasive, but yes, the debt is clear. He set the phone on the table.
He won't contact you again. He won't send Torres, Mick, or Chucky. He won't leave messages. He won't come to the apartment.
He won't touch the car. He paused. And he is going to have, starting tomorrow, a significantly different conversation with the 40-something other people he currently has on the hook. Because that was the second part of Sully's message.
Leo's mouth had opened slightly. The other 40-something people, Bobby said evenly. Running the same trap he ran on you. Most of them in the valley.
Some of them a lot worse off than $6,000. He took a bite of the apple pie. Sully made it clear that Velasquez's business model needed adjustment. Effective immediately.