61“Under these new contracts, our only job will be killing America’s enemies, foreign and domestic. f**k nation-building. f**k the tin-pot leaders running the f****d-up governments.”
Ramsey’s low, clear voice sharpened his profanity. His words slashed through my skull like a knife cutting skin.
“We kill our enemies,” he concluded. “Any fucker who steps into the line of fire is a bonus kill.”
“Clearly, Jeff Truman doesn’t share our views,” his brother said. “Will he get in the way?”
“I won’t let Truman c**k-block me,” Ramsey retorted. “I have him handled.”
“Truman’s not the only potential problem,” his brother added. “What are you going to do about Hinton?”
“Hinton? The famous b***h who can’t be bought?” Ramsey’s tone turned the phrase to mockery. As if he knew my price to the penny.
