Rhea
The little girl's words are to no small effect, stunning for me, and for Daciano as well, who stiffens her in his arms.
“The bad man’s what?” We ask in unison.
“The bad man’s friend.” She repeats, and there is absolutely no mistaking what we just heard.
“And what did this bad man do to you to make him bad? Do you find him in your nightmares?” I ask, flashing a look at Daciano.
She shakes her head vigorously. “No. He is the one who bombed the pack.”
Daciano seems particularly interested in what she has to say, and he takes her to the front end of the car and sets her gently on the protruding part.
“Are you scared?” I hear him ask as I go closer to them.
“No.”
“Good. I'm not going to be annoyed or do anything to hurt you, but I want you to know that finding the bad man is goi
