No, I would prefer that you didn't make the deal because I want to be the MOTHERFUCKER who puts that nice, thick, tight noose around your filth laden, soiled, evil neck. Prison is too fucking good for any of them. Beside, I don't want to pay for their fucking sustenance. Fuck them. Hang Em' High.
Well, if Preet, whatever the fuck that is, likes him, tells you all you need to know.