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Ben looks bored.

Indifferent.

Forcing into his head the thought—

You want to frighten me with horror stories?

Come to the Congo, asshole.

Come to Darfur.

See what my eyes have seen and then

Scare me with stories.

Lado doesn’t try to scare him with stories. He says, “If I track this back to you, your putana is dead.”

Ben knows that the slightest look of fear in his eyes, Lado will know.

So he looks him in the eyes and thinks

Fuck you.


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