![]() ![]() Looking back, it was like it happened in slow motion-like running through sand. Maybe it was Joe Solomon’s voice in the back of my head or my father’s angel on my shoulder, but in any case I did stop.Īnd I looked at the package on the ground, directly in the king’s path. Maybe my subconscious saw the small, abandoned package before the rest of me could process what it meant. Was it that thought that made me stop? I don’t know. He walked without a worry or a fear in the world right through the heart of Security Perimeter B-the area that was most dangerous for short-range arms and high-powered explosives. ![]() Blessing babies and waving at the masses like a returning, conquering hero. There were guards in dark suits speaking into his ear, but King Najeeb didn’t seem to notice them or care. “He’s got to go! Make him go!” I yelled to no one in particular. ![]()
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