We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

Have heard of armies where boss is not told to shut up – word is ‘discipline.’ But we were amateurs.

Everything we seek so enthusiastically before we reach adulthood— love, work, faith— turns into a burden too heavy to bear. There is only one way to escape this: love. To love is to transform slavery into freedom. But right now, I can’t love. I just feel hate.

Then Chang fired. Full auto. Nine hundred rounds a minute. Impossibly fast. A brief blur of sound, like a manic sewing machine. Two seconds. A whole mag. Dirt stitched up in a line and a splinter of wood blew off the building.

Written By Lee Child

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