That was a question, whether or not graduates of this program would be eligible to serve. After all, they'd be going by an alias, and he imagined there would be a hell of a lot of red tape involved in that. "Yeah, maybe," he agreed neutrally.
Glancing back at the nooses hanging from the tree, Brady sighed and shook his head, reaching out to tug them down. "Fucking asshole," he muttered, referring to whoever had done this and not present company. Moving over, he leaned against the tree as his fingers started working the knot in one of the ropes. "You any good with knots?" he asked, nodding at the other rope he'd dropped next to him.