The Soldier

Sacrifices are necessary. And sometimes innocents have to suffer for the greater good.

I’d always told myself that. Believed it, too.

Until I collided with her.

She’s plain, curvy, probably easily overlooked by most. Still, I sense a strength in her, a fire, a kindred spirit that draws me. But she’s asking questions, questions that I can’t answer, questions that very powerful people don’t want asked.

And if I can’t convince her to stop, she might be my next sacrifice.