Jordan entertained the thought of reaching forward and patting her on the shoulder, but decided against it.
We're in the same place, baby, he thought. We're two of a kind.
"I told you so," Angela, his wife of four years, exclaimed. "They'll tell you anything you want to hear to keep you quiet, but when push comes to shove, you are going nowhere in that white man's company."
"I can't believe that, Angie. I have to trust that it's getting better. I can't give in to bitterness like my old man. At least not yet."
"Grow up, Thomas. Your big day, if your future holds one, is never gonna come in the FBI."
For four years he resisted the cynicism of his beloved wife, now the mother of his two sons. For four years he fought the temptation to give in to anger and speak out, thus earning the ubiq
