The more time passes, the more I realize he’s different from Khalid—and that he can show humanity.
It’s so much easier to hate than to admit someone is starting to slip into your life and into your head.
"What are you thinking about? I remind you it only takes one second of distraction to get shot!"
We’re on a mission with Larbi, and he’s right to call me out. I look down at the weapon I’m holding against my chest, my finger lightly resting on the trigger. I was so deep in thought I almost forgot my life’s on the line.
"Stay focused. You can’t afford to get hurt."
I vaguely nod.
We’re supposed to drop off weapons to one of our new contacts in exchange for a briefcase full of cash.
I check once again that my weapon is loaded, then tuck it into the back of my pants as I head toward th
