Arthur Lester
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You don't consider yourself an American?
I consider myself a private eye, who was about to head to bed before you called.
Oh, I'm not the kind of man that makes calls, Mr. Lester.
I suppose you don't.
Men of your stature have goons like Willie for that, right?
Amongst other things.
Like the dirty work you drum up, I imagine.
Arkham is plenty dirty without my help.
But the flies out there seem to be most attracted to your pile of shit.
His eyes tighten, but only slightly.
He stops tossing the ball between his hands.
This may be a shit pile, but I'm still king of it.
He snaps his fingers at the two men in the corner who quickly come over, grab a cigar from one of the large wooden boxes on his desk, put it in his mouth, and light it.
Do they wipe your ass for you, too?
He squints, a flicker of anger.
He sits forward and places the ball back on the corner of his desk, gesturing to the chair across from him.