Frank mentally cursed himself for agreeing to go fishing with tarconi but since the guy helped him in his last business he figured he owed him,but getting stranded in the middle of an ocean was definitely not what he planned for.
"Earth to Frank. " yelled tarconi "you know thinking won't make you a fish magnet, but fishing will."
He had just received a phone call from an agency telling him they are in need of a transporter, he had declined saying he was past that area, but it seems this goons won't take no for an answer. He was jolted back to reality as soon as his phone started ringing, he answered.
" Is this Frank."said the unknown
caller.
He debated whether to play dumb or go on straight, he eventually chose the latter.
"Yes and whom am I speaking with, "said Frank.
"That's for me to know and for you to wonder,"replied the man, and besides you wouldn't like to break your rules would you, I heard they are like your own principles by which you live and besides after this little conversation we are having, you would see why you don't need my name.
" Get on with the conversation, I've got bigger fish to fry and I mean that literally and if this what you want to talk about, go suck a dick." this man was beginning to bug him with all this talk and he still hadn't gotten to the point.
" so here's the deal, my boss gave you a job and you declined ,which has never happened and will never happen cause you are going to take on the job and deliver it one way or the other or die trying." said the man.
"I told your boss I was not interested, can't you get that through your thick skull." said Frank and if you are done I gotta get going.
" wait, you don't want to transport for us, we get that but can you risk the life of your daughter "said the man "Good day Mr Frank, nice doing business with you."