22
––––––––
...TIME IS NOTHING BUT a restriction we have put on ourselves. It will take time, but time is on our side. The Dutch cared not for time as they toiled eighty years against the dreaded Spanish. Eighty years? I would fight a hundred eighty years if it meant an end to corruption, tyranny, and lies...
Ray’s eyes opened slowly, Ernie’s words resonating through his skull, his shoulders and knees in severe pain. He was in a wooden chair, his hands bound behind him, the rope pulled taut and tied to his ankles. He tried to push back on the chair to relieve the pressure on his joints, but it didn’t budge. Tight knots caused the rough hemp to cut into his wrists.
“Ernie always did have a knack for the hyperbolic,” Nestor said, flipping through the pages of the manifesto.
The back of
