He gave her the saddle bag with the rest of the intel. He moved putting a cigarette in his mouth. "Yea well. I'll be cutting them off taking them out one by one." He puffed out another smoke. "What else ya got for me Carter." He scratched the spot on his neck where the tracer was. There was a scar. "Tried to yank out your little toy. The more I tried to pull the more it heated up."