The maelstrom turned people into animals. Had almost turned her into the same. But now, finally, she thought she understood. The maelstrom of fear could drive almost anyone to become less than they were. To tear apart your neighbors, to string them up on fences. But now finally she thought she understood those few people who stood against narcos and cholobis, who stood up against money, and water knives, and militias—all the people who chose the right way instead of the easy way. Instead of the safe way. Instead of the smart way.
