Peas in a pod

11.  Mixed tactics

SF-trained, all of them.  They knew how this black sucker worked.  They thought like him.  They’d played it like him.  Peas in a pod.
He’d crack  ..  they all had cracked at some time in their past.  He was stubborn, this black.  His black ass played hard-ball.  His will as hard as his body.  But the time would come ..  unexpectedly perhaps  ..  when his subconscious would see sense.
Just had to keep on at him.  Hurting his black hide.  Beating the sucker till he couldn’t think straight.
Then it’d all come out .. a stream of unconsciousness .. puking it all out .. telling them all his thick black skull knew ……


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