PART 7
“I’ve done missions people in D.C. will deny until they’re dead,” he said. “There isn’t much around here above my clearance.”
“You’d be surprised.”
“I don’t like surprises.”
“That explains the personality.”
A few troops looked down at their trays.
Tank heard the tiny suppressed laughs.
His face barely changed, but his hand tightened around his fork.
Low impulse control.
High need for audience dominance.
Classic pattern.
He pointed the fork at my manual.
“What are you reading?”
“Maintenance procedures.”
“For what?”
May you like
“Boundaries.”
That one landed.
