I needed the money. I knew how to handle a gun, I knew how to aim and shoot, and I didn’t give a shit who I shot. Who cares if it’s an Anomaly or a human? Money is money. We’re mercenaries, we’re not meant to be good, we’re not meant to be sympathetic or soft. We’re just people trying to make a living in this world by doing our job.

At the end of the day, money makes the world go round.