If you give up on a journey halfway just because the first half wasn’t beautiful, you might end up missing the beauty the second half may have had.
My eleventh raid…We caught them red handed. “It’s just sugar”, they claimed. Their faces told a different story. Bloodshot eyes, shaky legs; the maniacal laugh I’d heard before my team had rushed in. I smelt it. “Cocaine”, I said. My team led them away. Behind their back, I slipped the packet into my pocket. ABC Wednesday … Read moreThe Raid