"I would very much like to hear what's happened with you since you locked up my home for that last, mourning time." Sweeney said as they passed it and kept walking to the nearby restaurant. "Perhaps it was your wishes that pulled me back, luv, perhaps it was my stubbornness that did it, but in the end, it does not matter the cause what brought the effect, simply that it did."
He put his free hand into his waist pocket and felt the handle of his razor that he never left without. The other six were likely to be with Petit, which he would have to go see on the morrow.