"Well, that's a fun side effect." Hartley laughed and pulled out his wallet, looking through it. "I'm glad you're so confident I'd be top dog in prison, but I'm not quite that ripped. Anyway, I'm giving you an assignment, something you can do while yearning for me. Time you get to know me."

Hartley pulled out a card and wrote a number down with a pen, then handed the card to Cisco. "That's my bank account. You know we just pulled off that heist the other day. You can text me when you've found out why I do what I do and maybe I'll come over again."