"Dunno if I should count myself lucky he's been sent home," Phillip Gray was nothing to behold, a lean frame of a man held up with a lot of guilt and maybe some alcohol but above all, resolution and atonement. The fact that he lasted three weeks in his first Arena was a testament to his stubborn refusal to give up on making amends with his past inaction. But being in Panem seemed to bring back some purpose and it showed with the way she met Molotov's eyes.
"I ran a family restaurant, dayshift manager before adding on night shift guard. Let's just say I have a screwed-up sleep schedule. I don't think your past profession needs any introduction."
As if a spy of Molotov's caliber needed that formality.
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"I ran a family restaurant, dayshift manager before adding on night shift guard. Let's just say I have a screwed-up sleep schedule. I don't think your past profession needs any introduction."
As if a spy of Molotov's caliber needed that formality.