Graham dropped his head, not needing to read the second half of the message: "FOR YOUR SERVICES." That idiot Larkin, he was supposed to keep the Intersect for himself. Walker would have had no problem keeping him in line, and he would have kept her in line, like he always had. Instead his plans, like his operatives, had crumbled before Bartowski. Now he saw that he wasn't just a handler, he was a cutout. And they were cutting him out.