No one speaks to me like I’m just a normal guy. Frankly, other than business-related exchanges I have with Kruger and the support crew, people rarely talk to me at all. And I’m completely fine with that.
Or, was.
Tonight, in that alley, my girl had talked with me as if I wasn’t a monstrous freak, hiding in the shadows. It was strange. The good kind of strange. For a short while, I actually felt like a person. Something I haven’t felt for a long, long time. And then, she let her guard down, falling asleep in my car. With me beside her. Trusting that I wouldn’t do anything to harm her while she was in her most vulnerable state was beyond reckless.
It shook me to the core.
Not once has anyone ever trusted me with anything, especially their own life. The majority of missions for Z.E.R.O. w
