Meanwhile, I open the trunk of my Cadillac and pull out the long carbon fiber suitcase. Deactivate the palm lock, pop both the latches and open the case.

Fifty caliber Desert Eagle. Laser sight with holographic heads-up display. 100 bullets. Time to clean house.

First order of business: eliminate my impostor. Painfully.

Second order of business: find Tango, and find out how he knew I was coming.

Third order of business: scorched earth policy.

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