Page 41 of Haze of Obedience

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"What happens if you go back?"

She glances at the others, and her body trembles. "I can't talk about this. Please, don't make me go."

I don't need to know all the details. For the first time in my career, Interpol can screw themselves.

"Okay. Let me talk to the guys and figure this out."

"You aren't going to deliver me?"

"No. Not if you don't want to return there."

"I don't."

"Then you're not going."

"Won't you get in trouble?"

I shrug.

"You're going to risk your career even though I haven't told you why I can't go back?"

"If you told me the reason, would it make me want to deliver you?"

"Not unless you're a bad man."

"That depends on how you define bad. I kill people for a living. I'm not sure who hurt you, but I want to hunt them down and kill them. So I don't think I can tell you I'm not a bad man and be truthful. But I won't ever be a bad man to you."

A tear slips down her cheek. "Okay. Then nothing I could tell you would make you want to deliver me."

"Then you aren't going back."

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