32. Memories

“You can't leave.” one of the men spoke out calming. He held a stick of lit cigar in his hand. He had strands of grey hair on his hair. He had thick beards too and spoke with an accent. He was a black American.

“Well, Michael didn't tell me so.” Damian argued. Michael was the man who had introduced him to the organization. He never spoke of the process to leave the organization, and that was because none of them brought it up. Damian didn't know if it was possible to leave, but he had to push his luck.

“Why do you want to leave?” Karen's dad asked, his voice calm, yet demanding.

“I made a promise to someone I loved, that I was going to come back for her, and I hope to fulfill that promise.” he answered, leaving the men speechless. Karen's father bent his head in shame and regret as a sharp pain hit his heart. He had left his family many years ago while he was poor, and even when he got his hands dirty and got rich, he refused to return to his family. Instead, he stayed back, making m