“Your competence is a tad nauseating sometimes,” I said. “You wouldn’t say that if you knew how ill-prepared I am,” Ryan said. “I was only supposed to scout out the area, so I brought minimal gear and a handful of weapons. We used the last blackout grenade on you. I’m down to two guns, a laptop and solar panels, a radiophone, and my flak vest. Embarrassing, I know.” “I came in with a cloak, a mostly empty ballpoint pen, and a handbook that turned out to be ninety percent marketing material.” “Right,” Ryan said. “Gotta love that Johnny West spontaneity!”
