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The soldiers lowered their guns. Back at the diner, Harcourt handed Kurtis an envelope. “Payment. And a card. If you ever change your mind about field work.”

The bottle hit the floor of the Frewild Trailer Park like a gunshot. peacemakers brother dc comics

Auggie Smith, the original Peacemaker, didn’t flinch. He just stared at the cracked television, where a news chyron read: The soldiers lowered their guns

“We don’t need you to kill,” Economos interjected, sliding a tablet across the table. On it, a man in a general’s uniform smiled. “General Mateo Suarez. He’s a Butterfly.” And a card

Chris read it three times. Then he laughed—a real laugh, not the jagged one he used on missions. He pinned the postcard to the wall of his trailer, right next to a target with a bullseye.

“No,” Harcourt agreed. “You’re the version who walks away. Which is exactly why Suarez won’t see you coming.” Three days later, Kurtis Smith found himself crawling through a ventilation shaft beneath the Aerie One ruins, wearing a modified EOD suit that smelled like Chris’s sweat. In his ear, Economos guided him.

“I rebuild transmissions,” Kurtis said, sipping black coffee. “I don’t kill people.”