arcxreactor:

         _{” I don’t deal with accidents. Everything has an absolute. He’s you’re run of the mill American soldier. Only about eighty years too late. I don’t know how anyone can stand to be around him. And let me guess. You’re used to working with self-centered, cold hearted and possibly too ugly to be pronounced in public. Am I right? I have no more dirty laundry. My dirty laundry blew up when I was kidnapped a few years ago. Mhm. I’ll add comedian to my long list of traits. Hm. This is a challenge. I like challenges, so I’ll gladly accept. “}

          _{“There are no absolutes. There are best guesses. There are lucky breaks. Everyone deals with accidents, you just like to slap a different label on it to make yourself feel better. Isn’t that the type we’re both used to working with? It’s the nature of business.” A heavy sigh, slender fingers running through platinum blonde hair. “Some people happen to enjoy their privacy. I am one of those people. You’re narcissistic but you’re not an idiot. You should know very well no one gets very far with me. Save yourself the trouble and save me the annoyance. Not that I don’t get a kick out of mocking you.”}