TPO, 2020
Zander opened the door and Christos surged into his jeep. His handkerchief became wet. Zander gave him some pills and water. He took them promptly. He closed his eyes, trying to control his breaths.
“When I was chosen to be your bodyguard, I was nervous. You told me this…” Zander said, “Rule number one is, don’t sweat the small stuff. Rule number two is, it’s all small stuff.”
Christos chuckled. “If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun.”
Zander smiled. “We will solve this.”
“Who do you think might’ve taken the files?”
“What about Nailah?”
“She’s dead.”
“We didn’t see her body, Christos.”
“The car exploded.”
“We could’ve—”
“The receptionist said an old woman, too old with a cane. Nailah wouldn’t be that old.”
“I know but—”
“Did you confirm Rayhan’s death?”
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