Chapter Eight
Once back at the base, the news about Zazai travelled fast. After checking Balkhi was holding up okay, Wilkes went to contact Hunter back at HQ. It was possible he already knew, but it didn’t matter—it was important enough to double check. Those up the chain of command needed to know, needed to push it even higher, right back to the British government. No more ex-interpreters could die in such a horrific fashion—they should be protected, at all costs. They’d done admirable work—they deserved to be rewarded, not slaughtered by their own tribesmen.
Wilkes’ heart pounded. He took a few deep breaths, in through his nose, and out through his mouth. He had to keep calm—getting through to Hunter was difficult enough at the best of times, but if he sensed there was something more p
