“Pluribus means nothing at all to you?” Roscoe asked. “You guys never knew anything about some Pluribus thing? When you were kids?”
“Who is any such message for?” he said. “The next guy in line, right?”
He didn’t respond. I was getting curious about this situation.
“OK,” I said. “You can let me go now, right?”
I couldn’t think of anything else to say. Finlay gazed at me for a moment.
“I don’t care who aced any guy anywhere,” I said. “That’s your problem, not mine. And it’s the wrong question, Finlay. First you got to find out who the guy was, right?”