He paused for a moment, then, under the focused gaze of Isis, slowly and unmistakably raised three fingers.
"First," the index finger stood upright, like a drawn dagger, "Money. Not small money. It's money enough to support the operation of the entire training system, purchase new equipment, pay soldiers generous enough salaries to risk their lives, and maintain the expenses of a large team of instructors. Continuous flow of funds."
"Second," the middle finger followed suit, with undeniable force.
"Still money. This sum is the commission for my 'Musician' defense service. The training director is not a goodwill ambassador. My people need to eat, guns need maintenance, intelligence networks need to operate, risks... need compensation. The price, according to the highest international standards for PMC (Private Military Company), will be increased by fifty percent. Forty percent of the total annual amount will be prepaid in a lump sum."
"Third."
