Taking a deep and tremulous breath, Perkiss controls his rage and fear with obvious difficulty. Leaning forward and lowering his voice again, he says, "Well, what's your answer? Will you hear what the witness to Sal's crimes has to say?"
He pauses, somewhat embarassed, before continuing.
"Um, the only thing is that I'll need to grease a few palms to get a message to him. Twenty-five silvers should do it ... but, as you know, I don't have any cash."