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"The plan?"
He picked up his glass, but did not yet drink from it. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke a line that he seemed to have memorized: "To honor the contract. To kill our targets." He sipped from his glass. "And in the end, share a bottle as we count the money."
He laughed and put down his glass with an audible slam. Thankfully, it was sturdy enough not to break.
Still smiling, he said: "As for you.. You seem to cope well with death. I'm sure you'll be fine."
