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"Billy boy?   Well I'll be damned!"
    Some of the lights went out and made seeing a little easier. 
    Will stood and brushed off his suit.  "Get up, guys."
    Jason gave Sarah a hand.  "Sorry about that tackle."
    "That's okay, Jase."  She rubbed the sand from her hands before she started brushing it from her dress.  If they had been attacked, Jason would have taken a bullet for her and that tackle proved it.  "It was quite thoughtful, really."
    Sarah took stock of the damage to her clothes as the rest of the team recovered and dusted off their suits.
    Will smiled as he greeted a thinly built man in his late thirties wearing old jeans and a white T-shirt.  "You son of a bitch.   I'd know that down east accent anywhere.  I thought you were dead!"
    The stranger ran a hand through his shoulder length, dark hair but it flopped back into his eyes in spite of his effort.  "Yeah, well the stories of my demise were grossly exaggerated but let's just keep that our secret.  Vince is letting me stay here on the sly.”  He glanced at Chris, Brian, Jason, and Sarah—then did a double-take on Sarah.  “Who are these bums?"
    "Don't worry.  They're cool.  Can we cut these lights and talk inside?  It’s as bright as the sun out here, and we'd rather not draw any more attention while we're here."
    "Sure.”  He tilted his head toward the house.  “I take it you're gonna tell me why Vince isn't here with you?"
    "Yep."   Will picked up his bags and motioned for everyone else to do the same.
    The guy Will called Guinea Man pulled a remote from his pocket, pushed a button and all the lights, other than the security lamps went out.  Sarah took a moment to adjust to the darkness again.  Something on her shoe caught her eye.  "Damnit!"   The tumble to the tarmac had taken a giant gash out of her Prada.
    What the hell is going on here?  I'm liking this less every hour.
    Sarah and the boys picked up their bags and followed Guinea Man along the concrete path, through a modestly landscaped yard to the house. 
    He held the front door open as they filed into the large, stucco mansion.  He did his best to undress Sarah with his eyes as she walked through.  "You always travel with your girlfriend, Billy, or is she for me?"
    Will spoke over his shoulder.   "That's Vince's girl, Guinea .  I'd think twice about making a move on her if I were you.  If she doesn’t kill you for trying, he will."
    Guinea Man followed a little too close behind Sarah for her comfort.  "Aw, she couldn't hurt a flea."
    Will's voice came across loud and clear.  "There are some dead guys who might disagree."
    Guinea Man gaped at Sarah.  "No shit?"
    Sarah glared at him and spun the big knife in her hand at eye level.  "Yeah, no shit, dickhead."
    Jason lunged between them and grabbed the knife.  He tucked it away in a sheath under his jacket and smiled at Guinea Man.  "Best not to let her have these when she's pissed off.  Vince's ex had to learn that lesson the hard way."
    How does Jason read me so well?
    Guinea man took a wide-eyed and cautious step back.  "Bet you're a real alley cat in the sack."
    Sarah took a deep breath as she tried to keep a cap on her rising anger.
    "I know you've been out of circulation a while, Guinea , but some of our agents are female now.  Show a little respect.  Sarah's earned it."
    "You gotta be kidding me, Billy."
    Sarah really wasn't feeling any love for this guy.  The only thing between him and becoming hamburger was Will's goodwill toward him.
    "Okay, normally I'd let her fight you because it would be quicker to prove, but she's still recovering from a gunshot wound so I'll give you the tally instead.  She took out two pirates who had all of us at gunpoint, cut the throat of a guy who was about to execute Vince, cut the heart out of a guy who shot Vince, took a bullet meant for either me or Vince in our last op and…stop me when you've heard enough."
    Guinea Man waved his hand dismissively at Will.  "Yeah,