"Oh?" He puts the handkerchief away and nods. "Well, that explains why you can handle your own. I'm heading back to Culican to finish up a job there before heading back to DC. Not sure I want to report back to those dicks. They're only out to decorate their walls anyway. Get this, an operative that serves ten years of their life on the field and finishes a job gets a check for five grand and a medal when there could be a price on their fucking head. Yeah, some job. Thankless is more like it."
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