Jimmy walked to Mahong's office, "Wanna chat outside?"
Mahong looked at Jimmy, thought for a moment, got up, and left the office with him.
Jimmy: "Anything else you need me to wrap up for you?"
Mahong: "You guessed it?"
Jimmy nodded, Mahong took a deep breath, handed Jimmy an address and a key, "There's a car there, the trunk needs clearing out, and the car needs to be disposed of."
Jimmy: "Who?"
Mahong: "Special Service Bureau agent, blond guy."
Jimmy: "You're still in contact with them?"
Mahong: "Yeah, I need to lure them out."
Jimmy: "Are you handling it yourself? You're not in any condition for strenuous activities."
Mahong said nothing, looked around the street, nodded, "I'll use the fugitives' info to draw Bill King and his team to Chicago, then I can deal with them."
Jimmy: "When?"
Mahong: "Might take a few days."
Jimmy nodded, "Remember to call me, even if it's just for insurance. Stop taking those meds, there's nothing left to worry about now, trust me."
