She felt Sol sigh next to her. “God-fucking-damn it, I hate it when they’re good.” “Who do you mean by ‘they’?” asked Cora. “These fucking polemicists. You try working in anti-terrorism for a few years. This guy terrifies me both less and more. Less in that I think he’s 900 percent less likely to strap bombs onto his chest and walk into a mall. More in that he’s way smarter and more charismatic than the usual grifter.”
