"I knew you wouldn't let it go lightly," he smirked, unable to mask his admiration for the man - even if he was an evil prick. Jimmy took the glass of whiskey and then sat in the chair he usually vacated when visiting his father. Sipping the whiskey, he coughed a little, not because of the liqour but because of the question he was asked.
"Oh, yes well I haven't been able to come in contact with Harry, yet. He's hiding out, probably because he knows you're on the prowl for him. But, I did get to Ann. Not as easily as I had hoped but she always was the smarter of the clan." Please be all that you wanted to hear. he thought to himself while he continued to sip his whiskey.