"What do you mean you can't do anything?" Jax exclaimed, irate. He leapt up from his chair in Unser's office.
Clay reached out, still sitting, to try to calm Jax and get him to sit down again.
Unser was not taken aback at Jax' outburst- he knew the subject matter hit home. Still sitting, Unser continued, "Look, Jax…you know I love Kylie like my own family….this is hard on me too…but if we've got no leads on where the drugs came from…who am I supposed to arrest?"
"The pharmacist, the assistant, who cares?" Jax replied. Unser did not answer. So Clay continued, "We have reason to believe there's a new player in town…one that wants to knock us down a notch…you have any idea who it could be?"
Unser shook his head slowly, "No…I haven't…well…" he stopped to think, "There's a new business moving in uptown…"
Clay leaned forward and Jax stopped pacing.
"Cigar shop…" Unser continued.
"Address." Jax demanded.