"Something's fishy."
"You don't say."
The sarcasm in Gwen's voice was thick enough to cut it with a knife.
"Seriously. John is lethal. If he wanted you dead, you'd be dead."
"Maybe we're just that good?"
Underestimating John - common but deadly mistake. It was so easy to dismiss him as a show off, but behind the banter and the innuendo he was razor blade smart, always thinking ahead and without a qualm. He'd sell his mother if the profit was right – save that she had died under mysterious circumstances. Jack had refrained from asking.