Yeah, and I have tried to walk around with this fake smile on my face, pretending everything was fine, just the way it use to be. That's not working for me anymore.
[to Jack] I remember years ago, I was working at SD-6. I was on my way to a meeting in Berlin. It was a typical day - except K-Directorate made an attempt on my life. As I opened my car door, a sniper shot came out of nowhere. The bullet grazed my neck. Actually left a burn mark. . . . You never forget what that feels like - to barely escape with your life.