“That’s it?”
“What else is there?”
“Aren’t you going to ask what a nice girl like me is doing in a job like this? Aren’t you going to give me advice for the future?”
“No,” Reacher said. “No one should listen to my advice. And you seem to be doing fine anyway. A thousand bucks an hour ain’t bad. I know people who get screwed for twenty.”
“Who?”
“People who wear uniforms, mostly.”
(Never Go Back, Lee Child)