Flynne’s brother’s friend, from their days in the Marines, severely disabled by a war injury. He’d since been re-abled, to whatever extent his stub was able to emulate twenty-second-century prosthetics. Emotionally unstable when Netherton had first met him, dangerously volatile, he was now less so, at least according to Flynne, who was fond of him. Who had, he now remembered, briefly partnered with Clovis’s stub self, though the relationship hadn’t lasted. "Isn’t he in Washington, with Leon?" Netherton asked.