**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.