"Yeah," Reno murmured back. "I know." And to hell with Tseng if he heard, anyhow.

"I'll call as soon as I have information," Tseng said. First, he'd call Rude and assign him the other half of the list, and then they'd cross-check one another's results. Half-Reno's, half-Rude's, he would want to know. Would want to help.

There was a slight pause before Tseng added, "I hope he shot the bastard."

"Me too, sir." And then Reno hung up. Because, if he didn't hang up then and there, he was going to fucking shatter on the phone.

This way, he was going to break down and sob all over Rikku, instead.