Chapter 28
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Another game of chess with Kumar, another glass of spiced rum. The chess was really just to give him something to do so he wouldn’t simply melt down from anxiety. The rum did the same for me. Outwitting a sociopathic hitman and covering up my betrayal of my employer had taken a lot out of me. After I succeeded in bluffing my way through the debriefing with Kohl, I could have simply gone back to my room and collapsed shaking on my bed. My blood wasn’t always as icy as it might seem to others. But I decided to go get drunk with Kumar instead. Now I was slightly giddy, feeling larger than life because all my lies kept working. Working better than my chess strategies anyway.
“We should make some grog,” I said.
“Why’s that?” asked Kumar.
“We’re outlaws.” I took his knig
