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“Listen very carefully,” he said. “I don’t give a flying fxck what time it is. Get your goddamn boss on the line and tell him that the Devil’s Red Right Hand would like a word with him.” === JAKE RESTON’S GAZE traveled from the yellowed photo in his hand to the squat brick structure of Fort Point jutting into San Francisco Bay and the Golden Gate Bridge looming above it. === “Says here sixteen hundred people have leaped off it to their deaths since it first opened. A record forty-six in 2013 alone.” === “Ah. I see. You think I’m hitting the sauce a little hard.” “Not my business,” she replied. “No disagreement there.” “I mean, it’s a little early, is all. Most folks aren’t even off work yet.” === “Retired from what?” From running false-flag missions for the U.S. government, he thought. From killing hitmen for a living once he got back home.