After the funeral, Jim's funeral was probably the most unique funeral in the world. People marveled at his optimism and humor, and Jim's family was no longer in such a sad mood.
People sent their blessings and dispersed one after another. It was not until all the guests had left that Sam came over with a group of old friends.
"Sofia, although Jim is gone, he is our brother. You don't have to worry about Ivanka's studies and your future life. Jim has shares with us. We will keep this share and we will keep it regularly every month.
Calling you and Ivanka for living expenses, if you need anything, you can contact any of us, we will not refuse, take it, this is our phone number, anyone here will help you..."
"Thank you, Jim is honored to have friends like you..."
Sophia, who was wearing a black veil, took the note and was sincerely grateful. She had no job and her daughter was in school. How to continue her life after Jim left was the biggest problem before her. Now this problem no longer exists.
"Ivanka, come to the godfather..."
Sam waved, and Jim's daughter burst into Sam's arms crying.
"Okay, don't cry, Ivanka. Everything will be fine. You are not alone. Take care of your mother during this time. If you want, you can move to Miami. Our family will be happy to be neighbors with you.
You can think about it. If you have any problems in life, you can come to me. I am your godfather. If your father is gone, I will be your father..."
Sam stroked Ivanka's hair lovingly. Jim was his best brother when he was alive. He watched Ivanka grow from a little kid to a big girl.
"Thank you, father..."
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Jim's matter has come to an end, and the group will not stay in Sacramento for too long. Sam is full of energy. Although no one blames him, this matter must be investigated to the bottom, and Jim cannot die in vain.
Sam has decided to stay one more night and everyone will leave here early tomorrow morning. Jim's death was caused by an intelligence error. Whether someone deliberately killed him or it was a coincidence, someone must pay the price.
At dusk, outside the hotel, Owen and Brian met for a walk on the grass.
This is a ranch area, with lush greenery everywhere. Not only can you see horses galloping on the pasture, but there are also Texas cowboys grazing, and they are driving the cattle back to the fence with their sheepdogs.
All this looks particularly beautiful in the dusk light!
The two walked slowly, Owen on the left and Brian on the right.
"Brian, I can help with Jim's matter. I owe Jim this. I told Sam before, but he rejected me..."
Owen was a little depressed. Jim was his friend and helped him go to Colombia to save Monica, so Owen wanted to participate in Sam's revenge, but Sam thought it was a matter between the rangers and politely refused Owen.
"Don't worry, I will tell him. Sam just pushed himself too hard these past two days..."
Brian agreed to help with Sam's work, and Owen felt a lot more relieved. Brian and Sam are truly their own people, regardless of their kind. If Brian speaks, Sam will definitely listen.
"Thank you. One more thing, Brian, our Omega team lacks an external relations role. I hope you can help me..."
Owen described the role of the external relations role in detail, then stopped and looked at Brian. Brian did not refuse immediately, but looked at Owen, pondered for a while and then said: "Let me think about it, I will give Jim a
You reply..."
Owen nodded. Brian didn't refuse immediately, which meant that there was something going on. It seemed that his thoughts had changed during this period. I remember when they first met, Sam invited him to join the security company, but he refused without thinking.
If Bryan refuses, Irving really doesn't have any other good candidates.
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Missouri, inside an old apartment.
Eddie Custer had just changed the dressing for his wound. The coldness and pain from the wound made his mind extremely clear. Thinking of the assassination he encountered two days ago, Eddie felt itching with hatred. That bitch Avril
My wife is like a dog-skin plaster that I can’t shake off. I have thought about him several times in the past few months.
Looking at the surrounding environment, Eddie felt a trace of regret in his heart. If he had known that this woman was so difficult to deal with, he wouldn't have had to take bullets with his brother. Now this woman is crazy and does nothing but is being hunted by the whole world.
He, not even Eddie can hide in the United States.
CIA is really a bunch of trash, Eddie thought bitterly. He didn’t know the specific identity of Avril Lavigne, but he still knew that Avril Lavigne was a traitor to CIA. He originally thought that Avril Lavigne would not dare to pursue him in the United States because of fear.
, who knew that this crazy woman didn't care at all, and Cia was useless. He reminded her, but she still couldn't catch Avril.
Thinking of these things, Eddie felt suffocated. The grumpy Eddie wanted to take a few sips, but the injuries on his body told him that he had to hold back. Eddie pulled out the magazine and checked it. It was empty. Now he didn't even have a weapon at hand, except a pistol.
There isn't a bullet in it.
He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, then took out a lighter and lit it for himself. Just as he blew out a smoke ring, Eddie's eyes suddenly froze and his eyes narrowed into slits.
The light and shadow at the door were slowly changing, and someone was outside the door.
The light and shadow continued to change, and the person outside the door seemed to move to the door. Then the door lock rang softly. A few seconds later, there was a slight "click" sound, and the old-fashioned door opened in response.
The door was pushed open silently, and a silenced pistol appeared outside the door. Then a black shadow appeared outside the door, and the black shadow slowly entered the house. It was Avril Lavigne.
Avril carefully held the gun with one hand and held the door with the other, without making any sound during the whole process. The house was a one-bedroom and one-living room, and the bedroom door was open, but the situation inside could not be seen.
Avril entered silently. He sniffed and frowned. The smell in the room was very bad. There was a sour smell mixed with the smell of cigarettes. Then he saw the burning thing on the coffee table.
cigarette.
She was startled, and just when she was about to make a move, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind the side wall and slashed at her right hand with a knife. In a hurry, Avril re-aimed and fired, it was too late, she turned the pistol to face the kitchen knife, and there was a sound of gold and iron.
There was a sound, and the kitchen knife struck the pistol.
With a pop, a bullet hit the wall randomly, and the pistol fell out of hand. Eddie stretched out his foot and kicked the pistol, and the pistol slid along the floor. Avril had already grabbed the opponent's wrist and pulled it sideways. Eddie didn't expect it.
Avril's reaction was so fast that she was pinched in a knot. She let go of her hand and let go of the weapon. Before the kitchen knife even hit the ground, she was kicked away by Avril and stuck into the wall with a thud, making a buzzing sound.