"So out of the six major subcontractors who buy from us, there are two left? Man, that's a turf war, right there." "And whoever's pulling this shit is probably going to try to work his way up the food chain." Trez spoke up. "Which is why iAm and I think you should have someone with you twenty-four/seven until this shit shakes out." Rehv seemed annoyed but he didn't disagree. "We got any intel on who's leaving all those bodies around?" "Well, duh," Trez said. "People think it's you." "Not logical. Why would I kill off my own buyers?" Now Rehv was the one getting the hairy eyeball from the peanut gallery. "Oh, come on," he said. "I'm not that bad. Well, okay, but only if someone fucks with me." -Rehv & Trez"