Cynthia
Quest Reporting
Because of our
lack of common ground, this will be a fast interview, I’m sure. I don’t expect
to get real answers from Adrian’s pet, but I’m determined to try.
“Why
didn’t you or Kyle drive Kenn out of camp and put a bullet in his head like the
rest?”
Neil’s
tone was hard. His ass wasn’t even in the chair yet. “Because Adrian didn’t
want us to. Why do you ask questions you already know the answer to?”
Cynthia
frowned, wishing she could ask the real questions, the ones that might get
Adrian removed from power. “Do you feel guilty for all the murders you’ve
committed since becoming an Eagle?”
“I
haven’t committed any murders.”
“But
you’ve killed…”
“There’s
a big difference between the two.”
Cynthia
still didn’t understand it, and the trooper made no attempts to enlighten her.
Unless hell froze over, Cynthia would always be a sheep. There was no reason to
waste time on her.
“Is
there anything you wouldn’t do for our fearless leader?”
“No.
Again, you’re clear on that. What are you digging for?”
“Don’t
you think the hits you’ve delivered to our female Eagles were the same as what
Kenn did?”
Flashing
to the Boss man’s words, Neil let out a grunt. “Sometimes, I worry, the same as
every other Eagle. It won’t stop us, but it will make us more careful with our
teammates, something we can’t have too much of.”
Hoping
for more of that honesty, Cynthia pushed forward. “Why did you really support
Angela becoming an Eagle? Was it to spite Kenn?”
Neil
grinned. “As much as I’d like to say yes, it wasn’t. It was for Adrian, and
then for her, because she’s earning it.”
The
reporter shoved now, eager to get what she could while his good mood lasted. “Are
you still interested in Little Becky?”
“We’re
friends.”
“That’s
it?”
“Yes.”
“Are
you and Samantha an official couple? Are you dating?”
“No,
to both.”
“What
would she say to those questions?”
“The
same, only with cursing.”
“How
does it feel to know you sacrificed Jeremy’s friendship for a woman?”
Neil
stood up, not answering.
Cynthia
hid a smirk. Obviously, it didn’t feel good.
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