He finished his beer and snatched the bottle he had gotten for him to drink it himself. "Wait you want a hit squad? You kiddin me?" He knew Scott had brass ones at times they guy had his leadership abilities...He wasn't going to lie to himself there we times he thought he was a spineless fuck! On the other hand most of the time Summers had brass ones! "So you want me to get a hit squad together and go get the info ya need?"