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**this is a secure server**

Whistler:Got another target.

Eagle Eyes:Same.

Dead To Me:Against other sharpshooters?

Whistler:Yeah.

Eagle Eyes:Yup.

Dead To Me:Who the fuck is the target? I haven’t heard any chatter.

Whistler:Me either.

Eagle Eyes:Same.

Whistler:But whoever it is, the ECD wants them dead.

Eagle Eyes:That’s seven different sharpshooters all accounted for.

Dead To Me:At least we’re making the world a safer place.

Whistler:Is that a joke?

Dead To Me:Apparently not.

Whistler:Zero chatter from your handler, Eagle Eyes?

Eagle Eyes:Zero. Business as usual.

Whistler:This is getting fucking weird.

Eagle Eyes:Same.

Whistler:I haven’t been this busy since the war.

Eagle Eyes:Wish I could disagree but I can’t.

Whistler:My PTSD is flaring.

Dead To Me:Same.

Eagle Eyes:Yeah.

Whistler:Maybe this will be over soon enough.

Dead To Me:In our line of work, it’s never over.

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