Jose raised his hands and stood up from the ground
"I'll go with you. Do whatever you want to me, but let David go."
"You're dreaming."
Kevin sneered
"I've heard that these guys are going to attack Cuba; it won't be long before his head is worth more than yours. If I kill both of you, I'll have money to go back to the city, buy a house, eat bread, sleep well in a bed, instead of gnawing on roots and sleeping on grass here, dealing with sores every year!"
The greatest eroders of ideals are not strong enemies, but the trivialities and contradictions accumulated over time.
Perhaps Kevin truly held ideals once, but now he chose to succumb to reality.
As he said, people change.
"..."
When Kevin said he wouldn't spare David, Jose was already gathering strength.
Exhausted, Jose could only pray that the old implants in his body wouldn't fail him at this crucial moment.
Please, old buddies, help me once more, even if it's just to save one more person.
