 to think you're after something much bigger and more lofty than mere personal revenge. But lust for vengeance is a powerful human instinct, and it's the origin of laws and justice systems. If a justice system fails its mandate, and especially if it morphs into an active instrument of injustice, this lust grows in those who've been betrayed. You know what I'm talking about. I can see the hunger in your eyes, in your intensity about our work. We shouldn't feel guilty about it. It doesn't make us savages. It's a natural reaction to the suffering we've endured. The greater the injustice and the longer it lasts, the greater the thirst for revenge. I should know. It's been more than 15 years since they murdered Jaz, then twisted the knife in me by denying me justice. My anger and hate have never faltered or faded. They've grown. Now, at last, we're going to make them pay, and we'll have a chance for happiness."

He paused when he thought he was getting some disapproving looks. "What?! I'm serious. Don't look at me like that. I'm just saying out loud what you're all thinking. Now let's get to work!"

Mele gave a mock salute and said, "Yes, Sir! Follow me, gang."

They went to the intel room for Mele and Ryan's presentation on Souza. There they had a database of intel on scores of potential targets, a large collection of names, addresses, job titles, biographies, accusations against them, quality of evidence, seriousness of their abuses and crimes, their friends and associates, their haunts & habits, and so on. They showed Jason photos, then slides, then a video to illustrate Souza's posture, gait, clothing, facial expressions and mannerisms. They discussed where Jason might have a chance to get close to him. Going to his high-security apartment wouldn't work. He was suspicious by nature and habit, and he would never open the door for a stranger.

Souza didn't have a regular job, but most nights he would spend two or three hours at his favorite restaurant-bar, the Peacock on Front Street in Lahaina. He never missed Friday nights. He would arrive alone around 9 and be taken to a secluded table in the back. He lingered over food and drinks until about midnight while a series of visitors stopped at his table for a drink and a chat
to think you're after something much bigger and more lofty than bare personal retaliation. But lecherousness for vengeance is a powerful human instinct, and it's the origin of laws and department of justice systems. If a justice organization fail its mandate, and especially if it morphs into an active instrument of injustice, this lust grow in those who've been betrayed. You know what I'm talking about. I can see the hunger in your eyes, in your intensity about our employment. We shouldn't feel guilty about it. It doesn't make us savages. It's a lifelike reaction to the suffering we've wear. The greater the injustice and the longer it last, the greater the thirst for revenge. I should know. It's been more than 15 years since they murder Jaz, then twisted the knife in me by denying me justice. My anger and hate have never faltered or faded. They've grown. Now, at last, we're going to make them pay, and we'll have a chance for happiness. " 

 He paused when he thought he was get some disapproving looks. " What? ! I'm serious. Don't attend at me like that. I'm barely saying out loud what you're all thinking. Now let's get to workplace! " 

 Mele gave a mock salute and said, " Yes, Sir! Follow me, gang. " 

 They went to the intel room for Mele and Ryan's presentation on Souza. There they accept a database of intel on scores of potential targets, a large solicitation of names, address, caper titles, biographies, accusations against them, quality of evidence, earnestness of their abuses and crimes, their friends and associates, their haunts & habits, and so on. They showed Jason photograph, then slides, then a video to illustrate Souza's posture, gait, clothing, facial expression and mannerisms. They discourse where Jason might have a opportunity to get cheeseparing to him. Going to his high - security system apartment wouldn't work. He was suspicious by nature and habit, and he would never open the door for a stranger. 

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 to think you're after somethinG much biggeR and mOre LofTy Than Mere Personal revengE. but lUst for vengeance is a poweRful hUmAN insTInCt, and It's the oRIgIN Of lAwS aNd jUsTIcE systEms. if a justIce system fAilS iTs mandate, and ESpEcially if iT moRphs into an acTivE instrUmEnt OF injuStiCe, thiS lust gROws in tHose who've BeEN betraYEd. You knOW WhAt I'm Talking about. I can sEE tHE hunger in your eYes, in yOuR InTENsiTy aBout our worK. WE shouLDn't feel GUiLTY AboUT it. It doesn't maKe us savages. iT's a NaturaL rEacTIon to tHe sufFeRIng We've endured. the gReater the InjustICe and thE Longer iT lasts, The GreAter THe ThIrsT fOR reVEnGe. I SHouLd know. It'S bEeN more Than 15 YEARS sinCe tHey mUrderEd Jaz, then twisTed The kNIfe In me bY denyIng mE jUsticE. My angEr and HaTe have never faltEred Or faded. ThEy'vE gRowN. NOw, at lASt, we're GoiNg tO make thEm pay, anD We'lL hAVE A cHance for happiness."

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MeLE gave a mock salUTe AND sAId, "YeS, SiR! Follow me, gaNg."

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H e  paus ed wh en he thought he was gett in g some  disa pproving look s. "What?! I ' m seriou s. D o n' t  look at me li ke th at. I'm ju s t saying  outloud wha t you'rea l l thinki ng.  No w l et' s ge t to work!"
M e le g av e a moc k s alute a ndsai d,"Ye s,  Sir! Fol low me,ga ng ." 
The y wen t  to thein tel  r oom  forM ele an d Rya n'spr es e nta tion on So u z a. T he re  the y h ad  a da taba s e o f intel  on score s o f  pot en ti al targ ets, a largeco llection o fnam es, ad d r esses, j ob titles, biographies, accusat ion s aga inst  them, qu ali ty ofevi d ence,seriou sness  o f t h e ir ab u s es  an dcrimes, th e i r f riend sandassocia tes, their haunts&  ha bits, and soon.  The y sh owe d  J a son  p h oto s ,  then slides, t hen a vide ot oillustrate Sou za 's post ure, ga it, c l othing,  facial e xpression sandm a nne risms. The y discus sed where Jason mi ght h ave  a cha nc e t o get  close tohim.Goingto  his h igh-s ec urity ap artment wouldn't work.He was  susp ici ous by na tur e  an d habit,andhe would n eve r o pen t hed oor f or a st ran g er.
Souz a  didn't h a ve  ar e gu lar job, bu t m ost  nigh tsh e woul d sp end two or threeh ours at his fa vori t e  re sta u rant -b ar, the Peacoc k o nF r ont Stre et  in Lahaina . He nev er misse d Frid ay nig hts. He w ou l d arri ve a lon e around9 a nd be take nto a secl uded  t able i n theb ack. H e lingered overfooda n d dri n ksuntil  a bout mi d nigh t while aseries of v isitor s st opped  at his  t able f oradrink anda  chat
 to_think you're_after something much bigger_and more_lofty_than mere_personal_revenge. But lust_for vengeance is_a powerful human instinct,_and it's the_origin_of laws and justice systems. If a justice system fails its mandate, and especially_if_it morphs_into_an_active instrument of injustice, this_lust grows in those who've_been betrayed._You know what I'm talking about. I can_see_the hunger in_your eyes, in your intensity about our work. We_shouldn't feel guilty about it. It_doesn't make us_savages._It's_a natural reaction to_the suffering we've endured. The greater_the injustice and the longer it_lasts, the greater the thirst for revenge._I should know. It's been more_than 15 years since they_murdered Jaz,_then twisted the knife in_me by denying_me justice._My anger and_hate have never faltered or faded._They've grown. Now,_at last, we're going to make_them_pay, and we'll_have_a_chance for_happiness."

He paused when_he_thought he_was_getting some disapproving looks. "What?! I'm_serious._Don't look at me like that. I'm_just saying out loud_what_you're all thinking. Now_let's get to work!"

Mele gave_a mock salute and said, "Yes,_Sir! Follow_me, gang."

They_went to the intel room for Mele and Ryan's presentation on_Souza. There they had a database_of intel on scores_of potential_targets,_a large collection_of_names, addresses,_job titles, biographies, accusations against them, quality_of evidence,_seriousness of their abuses and crimes,_their friends and associates,_their_haunts & habits, and so on._They showed Jason photos, then slides,_then a video to illustrate_Souza's_posture,_gait, clothing, facial expressions and_mannerisms. They discussed where Jason might_have a chance_to get close to him. Going to_his_high-security apartment wouldn't work. He was_suspicious_by nature and habit, and he_would_never_open the door for a_stranger.

Souza didn't have a regular job,_but most nights he would spend two or three_hours at his_favorite restaurant-bar, the Peacock on_Front_Street_in Lahaina. He never missed Friday nights. He would arrive_alone around_9 and be_taken to a secluded table in the back. He lingered_over food and drinks until about midnight_while a series of visitors stopped at his table for a_drink and a chat