Finding one of his own burgers he unwrapped it and started to eat, him being hungry since there was no way in hell he had been eating that crap they called airline food. "Bullet wound. My partner had to shot me through the shoulder to get the guy threatening me. It just barely missed an artery." That was only one of the many scars he had, and probably not the last that he was going to be getting either. His job was dangerous and people seemed to forget that constantly.