The job was over at last. I drove to a hairdresser's and asked the girl to give me a number three cut and to dye whatever was left white blond. She said, "That will be a big change." I said, "Exactly. It's to confurse the hit men." She laughed. I didn't. I was serious. Living through it all I'd convinced myself that I was invincible. That was the lie I lived by. I had to. The truth is I will never be the same person I was and Operation Earthquake will never be over for me. I put my heart and soul into it. Now I want them back. |