"Oh, I knew it had to be somethin’," the General nodded. "We never get asked for a favor by straight folks till you’re on the ropes. Happens to us all the time—rich idiots, just showin’ up out of the blue. Always got some fancy notion about what we can do for ’em. Some genius scheme that can only be accomplished by the proverbial scum of the earth. Like, maybe we’d like to help ’em grow heroin.... Maybe sell some aluminum siding."