I can't imagine that the situation when you guys faked Liz's death was the only time Red's asked you to make a quick turn around on something. Any other interesting stories like that?
Oh, dearie, there are many. On one occasion my employer stormed in on a gambling ring, leaving more than a dozen bodies in his wake. One hour later I had all but one of the men drawn and quartered for a quick disposal. The last was a rather large fellow, and by then my chainsaw had become a tad dull. It became an exercise of creativity and ingenuity, but we got the job done. On another occasion Reddington made quick work of a handful of dock workers who had become a smidge too interested in his affairs. With the sound of sirens fast approaching, we made use of the surrounding water to wash any evidence of the bloodshed away; the local fauna took care of the rest. And then there was the time I had nothing more to work with than a few cinder blocks, a crowbar, and a pair of pruning shears. I’ll spare you the details; this case was certainly not for the faint of heart.
While my employer is always on a tight timetable, I can’t very well complain. He compensates me well…and besides, he’s family.
P.S. My apologies for the delayed reply, dearie. I couldn’t help but to sneak in to see Sir Crispin Crandall’s flying freezer (so to speak). The field of cryogenics absolutely fascinates me. Besides, I wanted to see if the rumors about Walt were true…(see X).