Chapter 7
Cassian left Rafiq’s tent, feeling uncertain eyes upon him. He understood their concern and their point of view. It was more dangerous to allow the child to live. Yet, he couldn’t stomach the idea of letting her be killed. He’d laid himself bare when speaking to Yashiv earlier. This little girl represented Yashiv’s past in his mind. The thought of his father callously murdering Yashiv made him want to weep.
“How will you get her to talk?” Yashiv asked as they retraced their steps toward the Flat.
“I won’t. You will.”
Yashiv’s eyes popped. “I will?”
“Yes, Yashiv. You have a way with children. I remember how you eased me into your confidence by challenging me to a wrestling match.”
The guard’s face softened with a smile. “That’s not the way I remember it. Besides, I don’t thi
