The Boss's eyes shine with greed, although he knows the job is not yet done. He steps back so that Ambrose can see Ptelea in her pitiful state. "I want [i]everything[/i], Ambrose. I want the location. I want base locations for the Broms and your group. I want names. I want tactics, escape routes they take in case of emergencies. I want details. If you lie for even one of these, do not think that I won't know. In my time, I've taken to picking up on when a person is lying. So, give it all up."