"I do it for the five percent."
They lowered Amir slowly. Down on the street, an ambulance team took over. Amir thanked them with a voice that had the sticky gratitude of someone who had almost leapt into an abyss and been saved. In the afterglow of relief, Nicole felt the usual afterwash of exhaustion and an unexpected prickling sense—like static—of something else: doubt. Nicole-s Risky Job