[ Carver lifts his glass, watching the sake swirl. There are a lot of ways he could answer that. He wouldn't necessarily have to lie. Just emphasize certain aspects over others. John and Harold already know he kicked doors in; Carver could let them believe that was the end of it.

Or he could tell the truth, and see how it settles. ]

Everything, [ he says after a moment, softly. ] We took people, held them. Extracted information. Started a few wars. Ended a couple others. All the shit the U.S. didn't wanna admit they ordered done.