the situation here and we will work up assignments."
"Yes sir!" the Warlock snapped.
She had her people shoulder their bags and the clerk led them off.
The recruiting officer came up holding out a clipboard to Samuel, bearing enlistment papers. Samuel took it and signed. "Oh!" the recruiter remarked, "These two trucks are yours, seizures from drug runners, and two more patrol vehicles will be arriving in a couple of days, along with some additional field equipment headquarters thought you could use with additional personnel."
"Give headquarters my sincere gratitudes!" Samuel answered. "I don't know rather to thank you, warlock, or curse you! But I am grateful! I'll let you know which the next time we see each other."
The recruiter grinned. "They're really good people sir," he assured.
Samuel pointed to his car and waved him away. The Warlock drove off with a big grin.

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