Matt listened with raised eyebrows, at at the end of the abridged story he took a swig of his beer, as if to wash the taste of the conspiracy from his mouth. Karen had been right that it went deep, but he doubted anyone imagined just how far. Poor Frank. His heart burned for the man who'd lost so much to other people's greed and apathy.
"Well, er," He started, a little lost for words, "I'm glad it's all out now. I'm glad you're a free man. I hope you.. I hope you find something that makes you happy Frank, I really do. Until then-" He lifted his bottle, "well there's always beer and whiskey right?"