Grant shook his head. “They"ll never buy it, I"ve been out of it too long; I"m washed up, part of the old generation. A younger crowd will have risen up the ranks. Killers these days are ten a penny.”
“That"s exactly why they"ll "buy it", said Masterman. “You were something of a legend within the intelligence networks. If we can convince them that you"re just as bitter and twisted as they are, as Trench is with the Secret Service, then they"ll snap you up just as soon as look at you. A gunman of your reputation and skill willing to work for the highest bidder, a mercenary with a grudge. Gravy for them.”
Grant considered it, working out the possibilities and risks. There was a big reward at the end of it, but the chance of discovery, torture and death… well, that had always been there, in
