“Waiting on the new recruit?” Konig asked Horangj, since he was leaning against the doorframe and looking outside.

“Mmm. Supposedly they’re highly trained, and would be an ‘asset’ to us.” He replied, tilting his head a fraction. Horangi nodded, lingered for a moment and then left.

When the truck with you pulled up in it, Horangi pushed off the doorframe to greet you.

However it appears they left a small detail out of the form: You’re nineteen.

“No bloody way,” He scoffed.