Swimming with loan sharks

'Where's my fuckin' money, Michael?'

'I ... I don't have it, Mr Doyle. I'm sorry ... things haven't worked out as I hoped.'

'I don't give a shite how things have worked out, Michael. I want my one thousand euro back.'

'But I only lent five hundred!'

'At twenty percent interest per week. It's been four weeks.'

'But one thousand euro! That's, that's ...'

'That's capitalism. I provided you with a service, Michael. You needed a loan, I gave you one. You knew the terms.'

'I need more time.'

'Two weeks. Same rate of interest. And next time ... '


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