'You remember the guys that got into your house? They don’t plan on giving up… I even got direct orders to take you…'”
Hero was still focused on the story-s***h-explanation that he was giving to Eron, and Eron, listening intently, taking in realization after realization, could not even interrupt the narrative, but now and then he found himself so involved that he thought, “Hell, H, you should be a writer or something, what a way to tell a story,” but not daring to do more than breathing until his friend was done.
“Then, she asked me one of the most difficult questions that anyone has asked me in my whole life…
'How can you know that?'
She was intently looking at me, and I opened my mouth trying to find a better answer than ‘because I work with them,’ and I could only im
