I was feeling drained.

'I'm not surprised.'

You are looking a bit ghostly yourself, I said to  Max.

It was time to take stock and...

'Not on my shift,' said Abdul, who was holding a machete.

He had obviously watched the nightly news.

'Amateur,' said Max, who pulled out his Glock and let one rip between Abdul's eyes.

I dropped some cash on his limp body.

Nobody can accuse me of not paying my bills.

I pulled out his wallet.

Malaysian citizen with a fake Indonesian Identity Card.

'Is everything ok?' asked Ms. Banana.

She had helped us capture Malaysia's number one terrorist.

A failed mathematician, he wanted Indonesia to reach the nightly news as a dangerous Muslim country.

I bet he was the one that bombed those Christian churches in Surabaya too.

Max did a quick log in to Langely.

He was being monitored, he said, 'apparently he was going to blow up  St. Patrick's Cathedral in Pontianak this evening.'

All in a days work  I said to Max as I handed my Big Tit Inc.  card to Ms. Banana and said,' fancy meeting Ms. Madura for a threesome tonight.'

Then I handed her a wad of cash that I picked up from the lump on the ground.

' Where he's going, he won't be needing these greenbacks.'

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