Nikolas Covo tossed his bag into the bed of the pickup truck and jumped into the passenger seat. Alex, a Christian orderly whom Dr. Covo had known for years at the General Hospital Ippokratio, and a family friend, had the vehicle moving before Nikolas had even closed the door. He risked immediate death if found harboring a Jew.
“Slouch down.”
The boy did as he was asked, dropping to his knees, bending over so that his face was an inch from the cold metal floor of the vehicle. He gagged on the gasoline fumes.
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