“No worries! I’m on top of the world right now.”
I’m starting to sweat again.
“What did you think of Mosley and Deandra?” I ask him. “Do you agree with them?”
Nasser glances back at me as he walks forward, briefly makes eye contact, nods, and says, “Absolutely. Humans should take pride in their superiority. Why should we let ourselves be dominated by any lesser species?”
“I suppose you might be right,” I reply, “but they sound like they could be going too far.”
“Ah,” he chuckles, appearing carefree, “that’s what I like about you. You’re so considerate. Sometimes a little naïve, too, but I admire it. You’ll learn,” Nasser remarks with biting condescension.
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While aboard another taxi that’s driving us toward the manor that belongs to my family, I try to avoid asking Nasser about wha
