223 often accompanies death

Jimmy: "Did you just say 'broker'?"

Peter: "Yeah, an underground intermediary. They handle all kinds of business. I've dealt with him in old cases, but they usually keep things clean with no direct evidence. Otherwise, we would have caught him already. This time we made quite a stir; maybe he heard something and says he has information we need."

Peter drove to Brooklyn and by the side of the Williamsburg Bridge, beside the river, they met the broker Peter mentioned, a bald old man with a white beard.

Peter: "Wait here for me, I'll go have a chat with him."

Jimmy: "Is it safe?"

Peter: "It should be fine."

Jimmy opened the car door, stepped out, and stood by the car, looking around. Peter, after getting out of the car, buttoned up his suit jacket and walked towards the bald man.