‘What … and make a hero out of him? I don’t think so. In my book, an enemy’s an enemy. You did the right thing killing that man. You did a good job, so don’t you worry about it.’ Leiter limped towards the door and opened it. He raised his hand briefly. The two men had never shaken hands in their lives. His final words were, ‘And keep away from me for a few weeks. Every time I see you a piece of me gets broken off. I don’t like idea of myself as The Vanishing Man.’ He smiled and left the room.