Baltimore, 2088 : Gangland Paradise
So what? Someone tells you about me and suddenly we’re friends? No. No, it doesn’t work that way. We don’t do friends. I am not the friend you want. I am the eye in the corner. I have the ears. If you have the creds, you get the ears, understand?
I’ve been here for longer than anyone. Since the Last Day. Since the plant turned on us. Since, blah blah blah. And I will always be here. In this castle. And I will never leave. And I will never die. That much I can tell you for free.
- Marcus The Money Lender