“Do you trust me?” The words taste like ash in my mouth, and yet they slide off my tongue like silk. My chest constricts, and yet I breathe a little deeper. My knees threaten to shake, and yet I stand a little taller. You are betraying one man to save the lives of hundreds. To save the lives of your people. Kitt’s smile is soft. “Yes.” It’s astounding how severely a single word can damn someone.
