‘Nicely done. He thinks you’ve given him the straight goods . . .’ the expression on Garth’s face stopped him. ‘All right, just how much of that was the truth?’
‘As far as we’re concerned, all of it,’ Garth told him evasively.
‘This is hardly a good time for secrets between us,’ Lorne said, unable to conceal his disappointment and anger.
‘The ignorant are left alone whilst those with the wrong type of knowledge are in danger of their lives in this game,’ Garth countered. ‘You’re going to have to learn that we must present only one target at a time in this business. You once served in the military, so you understand the implications of walking point.’
‘Drawing the enemy’s fire gives away their location, facilitating a counterstrike. Bloody hell! You’d better pray they intend to have at you with words!’