Law had been just as much involved. It seemed like their past sins had come to haunt them this mission. The Desset Hospital, Depot 8. Tightening around their necks like a gallows noose.
"They'll hit us all hard, regardless. Now or in the future..." He laughs bitterly, quietly, "We have such a record of competence, of excellence when it comes to things such as intelligence gathering that once this thing goes off - and it will, even if it succeeds or not - that even if we all plead ignorance, they'll know. That bridge will burn, maybe slower, but it will burn. They'll never look at us the same way."
He sighs.
"... it must have been Bil that convinced the Iron Eye to let us in. We've been a fine investment for him; he's cultivated us well. We're the devils he knows after all - he's gambling on us to give him his way. Smart man."
But should they...? That was the question. And that... was what instincts were for.
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Law had been just as much involved. It seemed like their past sins had come to haunt them this mission. The Desset Hospital, Depot 8. Tightening around their necks like a gallows noose.
"They'll hit us all hard, regardless. Now or in the future..." He laughs bitterly, quietly, "We have such a record of competence, of excellence when it comes to things such as intelligence gathering that once this thing goes off - and it will, even if it succeeds or not - that even if we all plead ignorance, they'll know. That bridge will burn, maybe slower, but it will burn. They'll never look at us the same way."
He sighs.
"... it must have been Bil that convinced the Iron Eye to let us in. We've been a fine investment for him; he's cultivated us well. We're the devils he knows after all - he's gambling on us to give him his way. Smart man."
But should they...? That was the question. And that... was what instincts were for.