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Vinnie Gugliano's face grew visibly annoyed as this man continued to talk. Who [i]was[/i] this guy, anyway, thinking he could just mess with his employees so flippantly? Clearly this individual was cold as ice, a dangerous fellow to mess with, clearly unhinged. Part of Vinnie wanted to find this crazy man and pound him until his bones turned to dust, but another part of him, the more business-minded part of him, saw opportunity. Vinnie wasn't a big fan of plain crazy people, but he was a fan of crazy people that worked for money, specifically crazy people that worked for [i]him[/i], and while Johnny was certainly a loyal servant of the Guglianos for years, his lack of powers made him replaceable. 

"Listen, buddy, there's no need for violence here," Vinnie said into the phone. "I think that we can work things out between the two of us, maybe make some conversation, do some business. There's no need for bombs or nothing like that. Two grown men, talking things out," he said, one hand keeping his phone to his ear while the other hand tapped a few buttons on his desk. These buttons signaled Ricardo, Vinnie's cousin and a skilled hacker, to start the tracking process.

"Alright, how's about we keep the [i]bombing[/i] to a minimum here and focus on the [i]talking?[/i] I like bombs as much as the next guy, don't get me wrong, but not when they're strapped to my guys. If this is all just a happy little accident, we can talk this through and make things work out. Following me?"

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