Job's Done

"That is hell of a job that you just pulled off, Del."

Del was cooking MRE on a cave while listening to the incoming radio transmission from Cassandra and Anna in the cabin command centre. They reported back to Cassandra about the details and Cassandra was satisfied. 

"Thanks to my sister, to be honest. She did all of the preparations. I'm just the executioner."

"Yeah, but still, you are the one that takes the most risk."

Del just nodded, "Cassandra, anything that I should know?"

"Well, they're coming."

"Which one?" Del asked as he picked up the hot MRE from the Parafin stove. "Are you referring to the Salve Group or the intelligence agencies?"

"The latter."

"I see." 

"You'll be hurt, a lot."

"I know," Del sighed.

"No, I meant it."

"I know."

"You'll be going through pain you'll never imagine."

"Really?"