I'm going to get you, old man. Can you hear me whispering in your gunshot ear? Your fraudster ass owes me a debt that you can't repay. You're all alone, and no amount of money or favors are going to protect you from the consequences of your crimes & misdeeds. That faggot ass of yours is in serious trouble. You're going someplace worse than El Salvador.
Tick, tock. Time is running out. Your eternal suffering approaches, Don. Jesus won't protect you from my wrath. I've got something to deposit in your geriatric ass that you sure as shit won't like. You're gonna be more butthurt than ever before. You can take that to the bank, conman.