'Where the fuck is Vienna?' asked Frank who said before was a false dawn and he needed me in Austria.
'Google Map, for Pete's sake, and while you are at it, book a ticket for your sidekick Max.'
That meant that Jack was going to ravish the new recruits while we were busting our nuts saving the so-called civilized world.
'The more developed we become,' said Max, who I could tell was going to try his hand at being philosophical, 'then the more devious means they come up with to destroy us.'
'Yes,' said Jack, 'Bin Sharden is snooping around and we think he's about to bomb the Louvre.'
'Isn't that in France,' said Max. He knew more about Europe than me.
'Isn't the USA just next to France?'
'Isn't the USA just next to France?'
I got a slap on the head for that one from my conjoined twin brother who wished us the best of luck in tracking down Bin Sharden and maybe having a Hookah session or two with him.
'Cut the verbal judo shit,' said Jack who denied ever saying that, 'we need him to disappear.'
This was getting heavy. I was having flashbacks of my own.
