Smythe barely had the time to pull his gear from storage, before they escorted up to the surface to grab a flight to wherever they were going. The two agents barely said anything to him nor enlightened him any further on where they were going.
This re-enforced his initial opinion of them. Their role was purely security bordering on the role of a mob-enforcer without the mandate to shake down business owners for protection money. Since they were tall with dense musculature a trait he often associated with gorillas. I think it’ll call them Ursus and Brutus.

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