“First, you have to be who you’re portraying, and believe it,” Mars said.
“Well, I’m being me, so that shouldn’t be too hard.”
“No, Dylan, you’re being a man seeking asylum, and wanting to join a particularly vicious gang of criminals. That is not you.”
Dylan felt stupid after Mars pointed it out. “Okay, so I need to get in the right mindset. Then what.”
“You have to think, look, and act like a man who is afraid the cops will find him at any second. The only hope you think you have is to use what Samson told you about the organization. You not only want Webb’s help, you’re in need of cash. As far as you’re concerned, killing Samson was a total adrenaline rush. You’ve decided, since you can’t go back to leading a normal life, you want to be part of what Samson put together.”
“That migh
