It Is Said That In Death, All

Death Is Only A Byproduct Of Terrorism.

One Final Bit Of Advice. The Next Time A Senior Administrator Of The Cia Tells You She Has A National-security Crisis Leave The Bullshit In Cambridge.

Sometimes A Change Of Perspective Is All It Takes To See The Light.

She Saved My Life...and I’ve Ruined Hers. They Sat In Silence For A Full Minute, The Air Between Them Growing Heavy, As If They Both Wanted To Speak, And Yet Had Nothing To Say. They Were Strangers, After All, On A Brief And Bizarre Journey That Had Just Reached A Fork In The Road, Each Of Them Now Needing To Find Seperate Paths.

‎"cardinal Baggia," The Killer Hissed. "have You Prayed Yet?" The Italian's Eyes Were Fearless. "only For Your Soul.