David McMillan

The last object was it.

Wow.

And that was the part I liked, the research.

People didn't have the passion for it.

In recruiting, I said to some people, I don't want lazy criminals.

You've got to run away from it.

I mean, people say, oh, if there's going to be a problem with this stuff, I'm dropping it and running.

You've got to be impassioned about it.

And it got to the point, really...

where I didn't want to let the stuff go, especially when it was like Coke from Colombia.

I'd care over it, packing it and using lemonade so that no odor would ever escape from it.

When I'd finally get back to Colombia,

my little zone of operations and unpack this thing fairly carefully because I could use the devices a few times.

And then I put it there in front of me.

Jack, I didn't want to let him go.

Well, it was a her by then who'd taken on that kind of ship's feminine personality.

It was like some school teacher in their final exam when they were going through.

I couldn't leave them alone.

I'd be in a couple of seats up on the plane.

Oh, and particularly when they're on a real job, I didn't want them making any decisions.