Carter doesn't look to happy about what that might entail but maybe if he played his cards right he wouldn't have to kill anyone. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking.
It's easier to drag Brett instead. There's a small, sadistic part of Carter that wonders what else he can make the assassin do now that he's at Moreau's side but he pushes the thought away. "I'm telling you, he was foaming at the mouth. I'll try to get one for you next time."
He rubs his arm awkwardly, looking over at Eliot. "What do you think about it? Do you think this is good for us? I'm still gonna be at the clinic, but..."
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Carter doesn't look to happy about what that might entail but maybe if he played his cards right he wouldn't have to kill anyone. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking.
It's easier to drag Brett instead. There's a small, sadistic part of Carter that wonders what else he can make the assassin do now that he's at Moreau's side but he pushes the thought away. "I'm telling you, he was foaming at the mouth. I'll try to get one for you next time."
He rubs his arm awkwardly, looking over at Eliot. "What do you think about it? Do you think this is good for us? I'm still gonna be at the clinic, but..."