2013 NaNoWriMo Excerpt #4
“Do you know the reason we greet people with open hands, Mr. Singh?” asked the man.
They were still shaking hands; Mos deftly turned enough that continuing the shake would be too awkward, and it broke. “I confess I do not. I didn’t catch your name?”
“No, you did not. It is Karl Beagle, of the Independent. The reason we greet people with open hands, Mr. Singh, is to signal that we are not holding weapons. That’s where left-handed people have an advantage and a disadvantage at once. You can’t trust them.”
“Why are you telling me all this?”