Predictably, Argent didn't like the arrangement one bit. Hawk liked it less, and Toshi was on the point of unilaterally deciding to geek Keith and his troopers-and frag Mr. Johnson's opinion in the matter. Finally, however, the fact that we had a deal-and the righteous anger engendered by the fact that I'd got fragged by my fixer-settled the matter. We'd go in, and the DED boys could come along. But at the first sign of anything untoward, it was major hosing time.