"I would be happy to oblige you then," the man says as he tosses a single .454 paint round towards Jackson. "Another object of contention - do you have means of recovering from burns and slashes?" The man knew the look that overcame the general. The look of a killer, one he had looked at many times before. Yet his eyes and expression still stayed the same, calm and peaceful. As if he could just as easily talk things over with the ex-president.