He wasn't a man of many words. Many considered him to be mildly quirky, if not completely forgettable. In truth, most people's thoughts of him rolled out of that brain like water off a duck's back. And that's exactly what he was going for.
Martin was in fact an international soy who worked for multiple agencies in a multitude of countries. While on or off assignment, he would throw caution to the wind till the cows came home. He truly feared nothing...
Except pitbulls.
Sure to a transfer childhood experience, Martin was deathly afraid of pitbulls. Which was why, when Martin found out the flash drive full of nuclear launch codes had been hidden in the doghouse, Martin retired.
No more paying lip service for Queen and country. No more reverse interrogations, maintaining focus till he'd have stars in his eyes. From now on, Martin would simple be.
David Clarke.
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