Hoyt:
Brody is so naive. He thinks he knows it all
now, thinks he runs the fucking jungle, but, in
Hoyt’s eyes, he knows nothing. He can run
around this jungle with his guns and his grenades,
he can think he’s taking down an empire.But the boy is naive.
He barks out a rough sounding laugh, his lip
curling to show teeth.
“A coward? Cowards don’t make it out
alive in this business, and I’ve been doing
this far longer than you’ve been alive.”His temper flares; it doesn’t take much to
set it off.“I don’t believe you can, Brody.”
Hoyt’s weakness is his ego. He can’t see
past the goddamn thing, and Jason knows it. He’ll
use it against him, let the slaver think that the
American is incapable of taking him down,
and hit him where it hurts. Easy.
In theory, not practice, of course.
Damn right it was going to be at
least a little grandiose.
‘ I think it’s the opposite. You’ve gotta
be a coward to survive, in your… ‘business’. ’
Still as dismissively amused as before, his
expression changes not at Hoyt’s temper
spiking in anger, and he speaks with a
level tone.
‘ You don’t need to believe it. ’