As the fighting grew worse, he spent most of his days hiding in his apartment with his wife. They lived in a neighborhood near the airport, where fighting was particularly fierce. The couple only went out at night to be safe. It was about 2 a.m. With these infra-red scopes, it's not a problem for them to shoot.
Night is like the day.
I asked him what he planned to do with his life now that all sides had signed the Dayton Peace agreement. That thousands of Americans and other NATO troops had arrived to enforce the peace accord and provide some hope that the fighting had ended. He wasn't looking for sympathy or money or anything at all. While talking to Mr. Hot, I thought about the bullet that I pulled from the wall in the apartment where Glenn and I were staying. The bullet had been fired long before we had arrived and, thankfully, had missed its target in the civilian apartment complex.