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Jack and Hank were sitting at Hank's kitchen table once more playing chess. For once they weren't playing outside because as the sound of water beating on the windows proved it was raining steadily outside.
Jack reached over and moved his Knight.
"Hank, been wanting to ask you. How come Walter is still your aide?"
"Why would I ever let him go, Jack?" Hank looked at Jack as if he were a mad man. "The man is a God-send. He knows everyone and everything."
"Yeah, but when he was my aide he couldn't wait to get someone else to fill the position."
Hank just stared at Jack for a moment.
"Fine, I know I am not the easiest person to work for, don't say one word, but some of the people he had me set to interview. I'm telling you he had to be desperate to get out. It was ridiculous." Jack shook his head. "Let me tell you a little story."
Hank smiled, "sure what would our chess matches be without a little off the record story?"
"Well it all began when I had been General for not even two months. . . "
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"Help, I need somebody, Help, not just anybody, Help, you know I need someone, help"
- J. Lennon & P. McCartney.
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"Sir, with all due respect, I cannot continue to operate as your administrative assistant, not when I have chevrons to lock and my duties to General Hammond and the Prometheus."
"I know Walter," Jack let the thought drop, his look said 'but what would I do without you?'
"Sir, I have taken the liberty of scheduling a series of appointments, both military and civilian who have the qualifications and clearance for the job. You should be able to choose from one of them."
"We'll see, Walter, we'll see."
Jack didn't think it would be an easy task to replace Walter, but he was hardly prepared for what would come.