"Two weeks in the brig. McKinley's going to get everything I can afford to get him." Chain of command issues be damned, he'll have McKinley's boss in here all day hearing about it if that's what it takes.

Then, quietly, Quaritch smiles. "One other thing, Chacon. Good shot." That shouldn't even be audible outside of the office, and so help him if Trudy says anything to anyone about it. "Dismissed."