“Do you need to practice with it?” asked the Harlequin. “I understand it is several years since you last acted operationally.”
Gorilla Grant smiled. “Oh, that"s not quite true. I had a little bit of practice in North Africa recently. Besides, I"m going to be within touching distance of the target in Austria, so if I miss at that range, well, you should probably have picked a better assassin!”
The Harlequin laughed to himself, for a moment forgetting who he was dealing with. In spite of himself, he had come to admire elements of this old spy and assassin; the way he carried himself and his no-nonsense humour. Not that he would ever forget or forgive his feud with Gorilla Grant, or what he would be doing to him once this mission was over, but for now, he at least had a working relationship
