History

Jack sat down and joined him. Neither one of them had had a chance to eat all day.

Joe put his feet up on a glass table and looked around the room at the leather furniture, deep pile carpet, and full wall window.

“This sure beats a lot of places we've stayed in on missions,” he said.

“I don't know about that,” Jack said. “The prison in Bangkok was real nice. So was that sewer pipe in Marseilles.”

Joe laughed without stopping eating.

Jack let his mind wander back to the other horrible places he and Jack had spent time in on missions. They went back a long way together.

Ten years ago, they had met in Federation spy school as green recruits. Since then they had shared a lot of adventure. And a lot of danger. Through it all, Jack had learned to trust Joe. And there's nothing more important in the spy game than trust.

“How we going to explain to the Captain about Albatros?” Joe asked as he finished off his pizza.

“The Captain already knows,” Jack answered. “I talked to him while you were gone. He's worried that some other power-hungry madman has gotten hold of the plans.”

“You mean Kilt,” Joe said grimly.


- Worlds of Power: Bionic Commando, Chapter 1