Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
You can do a great deal if "And it's my guess that we're ("One-Shot") Braun was in the city going about his normal business, which was making another million dollars. As we found out later, almost nothing else was normal about that particular week end for Braun. family with him—a complete departure from routine—reflecting the unprecedentedly legitimate nature of the deals he was trying to make. From every point of view it was a that a man with a feeling for tale at the pay-off, working back to the hook, and winding up with a the essence of a gamble can make a man, Braun is it. That's why I asked monkey out of chance almost at will. sheaf of background facts to feed all its facts backwards, entering the "You're out of your mind," Anderton "And if there ever was such a done for them—but it's inherent in the way we operate, and there it is. ignore the judgment. It was Braun as thought of Braun when the news the others looked him over frankly. He was impressive, all right. It would have been hard for a stranger to believe that he was aiming at respectability there. He was tall and spare, spend some of his money on us (our clearance status was then and is now C&amp R—clean and routine). and walked perfectly erect, not without spring despite his age. His clothing was as far from that of a that, getting authorization to all perfectly fitted, all worn with proper casualness—one might almost say a formal casualness. It was only when he Braun was in the suit with him. "Mr. Braun, this is Joan Hadamard, hold—" We don't know what it is. It may be of failure—an admission that Braun's aristocratic eyebrows went our usual methods didn't come gone back to work the moment the introductions were over. She was still least they didn't do a thorough job. The to Braun. "As you can see, we're Braun. One throw of the dice—one too much, in my estimation. Some day the job will come "Why not?" "It ain't my kind of thing," he why should you guess wrong? Your hunches have been working for sixty years now." Braun wiped his face. "No. You wanted to own an ULTIMAC and me. Look, my wife and my kids are in the city. It ain't only my life, it's theirs, too. That's what I care about. That's why it's no good. On things that matter to me, don't get it. I wish you'd listen to work ." within the practicable lifetime of CIA. I looked up at Braun. He was respectively. The titles were almost solely for the benefit of the T/O—that is, Clark and Joan do serve in calm. "Please try it anyhow, Mr. Braun—as those capacities, but said service takes and their time. I shot them a couple of sentences of explanation, trusting them to pick up whatever else they about two per cent of their capacities wrong, the outcome won't be any worse than if you don't try at all." that. So—is it a bomb or ain't it? Braun's face was a death mask. irrelevant to Anderton, and maybe to Cheyney too. And perhaps it and characterless. "Hello, out there in the harbor. along Braun's forehead and his upper is a disease," she told me. Slowly, Braun opened his eyes. between the desire to be powerful it. "Now you guys do something, do your job like I did mine—get my thinking of running for Congress on ULTIMAC's face. "Want me to Braun. If it isn't already too late—" in Hadamard, it's a bomb, all right. Dr. Harris, we've got to evacuate the Now, at last, Braun wiped his face, the chance on it's not being an egg!" "Don't move a man until you get all we know now, evacuating the city "You can't take such a gamble," he said grimly. "There are eight and a half million lives riding on it. I can't let you do it." out the nature of the bomb—which A reasonable man would have said that I found nothing useful on the The expression on Braun's face known Braun, briefly and to no profit to either of us. As an undergraduate majoring in social sciences, was exactly like the one he had worn while he had been searching for his a deadline on the test, Mr. Braun. and its individual dock-wallopers. For some reason, he had been amused by the brash youngster who'd barged in on him and demanded the lowdown, Braun was in the city over the week end. It would never have occurred to me that he still interested himself in the waterfront, for he'd gone respectable with a vengeance. He was still a professional gambler, and according to what he had told the Congressional Investigating Committee last year, took in thirty to fifty thousand dollars a year at it, but his gambles were no longer concentrated on horses, the numbers, or shady insurance deals. Nowadays what he did was called investment—mostly in real estate through, Mr. Braun. If a real bomb-drop realtors knew him well as the lives." There was quite a long silence. All of us, Anderton included, watched Braun intently, but his impassive Next time it may save eight million the equation stands for the moment when the shoestring broke.) Joan had been following his career, too, not because she had ever met him, but because for her he was a type study in the evolution of what she called "the extra-legal ego." "With personalities like that, respectability meant nothing more to Joan than "There's always an almost-open conflict the final clinical note in a case history. "It's funny," he said, "I was at peace with himself. but people like Braun are Transcriber's Note: this is more important." It was, I believe, the sigh of a man damned with a conscience, and sooner bearing," I said. "Braun's ten-point or later they crack trying to appease and the desire to be accepted your ordinary criminal is a moral imbecile, he's backing Broadway plays, sponsoring beginning actresses, joining playwrights' groups—he's the only so much as pulled the rope to raise the curtain." "That's investment," I said. "That's his business." "Peter, you're only looking at the surface. His real investments almost never fail. But the plays he backs always do. They have to he's sinking money in them to appease his conscience, and if they were to succeed it would double his guilt instead of salving it. It's the same way with the young actresses. He's not sexually interested in them—his type never is, because living a rigidly orthodox family life is part of the effort towards respectability. He's backing them to 'pay his debt to society'—in other words, they're talismans to keep him out of jail." "It doesn't seem like a very satisfactory substitute." "Of course it isn't," Joan had said. "The next thing he'll do is go in for direct public service—giving money to hospitals or something like that. You watch." She had been right within the year, Braun had announced the Let's not have any for Braun was an entry into politics liberal myself when I'm off duty, I hated to think what Braun's career might tell me about my own motives, if I'd let it. Anderton's challenge: "You can't take such a gamble. There are eight and a half million lives riding on it—" That put it up into Braun's like most uneducated, power-driven men, he had a memory as good as any machine's. although he was in his seventies now. "You promised you would." "Kids don't keep their promises Braun chuckled. "I still know a Braun." to Braun without stopping to breathe One-Shot Braun?" "Yes. What's he got to do with lick this project before deadline without him." "What good is a professional gambler on a job like this? He'll just get in the way." I looked toward the television alert out!"

<question>:
Why is Braun at peace?

<options>:
A He saved his family
B He is free to run for Congress
C He finally has a job
D He gets to be valuable and respectable doing what he loves

<answer>:

D