"Mr. Harris, Colonel Reese, I've been expecting you. Please, come this way. We have much to discuss"

It had been some time since I last saw "Butch", as I come to know him. Few people were permitted to use his nickname, but for the sake of professionalism, I chose to address him with his real name.

I led them to a small booth and motioned for them to sit down. I looked at "Butch"

"Guns. Big guns. Lots of them."

"Then I will see to it that we get you some propulsion as soon as possible. In the same note we will provide some serious firepower. How you choose to deploy them is not my concern."

I paused before moving on.

"Obvio