"To whatever we have to do to get out of them," he agreed, and took a long drink. At least the next few months wouldn't be boring - not that his work for Pierce ever was. He'd have people to watch and things to do, ostensibly people to keep a very close eye on. And the usual work, too. But so much to look forward to, he figured, both good and bad.
He didn't get foreboding feelings like Pierce did, but something didn't seem quite right, even to him. But hey, if it meant a good excuse to drink, who, at the moment, really gave a shit? He could worry later.