He wouldn’t let it happen, not again.
His steps grew heavier as he approached the front door. David relied completely on his instinct, which told him that he would have accomplished his mission. The way the Chief of the rebels had acted and spoken gave him the idea that he was an honorable man, and that he would have not killed him without first hearing him out.
In a deadly, thick silence, David reached the door.
“I am not armed,” said he, with a broken voice, “I want to talk to your Chief. Do you understand me? I am here to talk! -
Only more silence came out through the door. No lights, no sounds.
David grit his teeth, and pushed the door slowly inward. It opened smoothly without any resistance.
In the semi-darkness of the large room, a familiar voice spoke, “Come in David, don’t be
