Pick Your Battles

"Not one, but two living brothers?" Denny Carmichael slowly leans back in his outrageously large chesterfield desk chair, a smirk slowly blooming across his face. His dark eyes are locked onto a thin file splayed open before him on his desk, showcasing photos of two men.

"Well I'll be damned, Six," he licks his lips, like he's actually drooling at the mere thought of using Six’s carefully kept secrets against him. “You're not as untouchable as you thought, huh?”

Suzanne stands three paces away from Denny's desk (just as he always insists), thinking God, I really fucking hate my job.

Or: Denny orders Suzanne to hunt down and kidnap one of Six's younger brothers in order to use him in his scheme to kill Six and recover the asset. Suzanne hates her job. Eva Stratt does not appreciate the CIA kidnapping her lead astrophage scientist.