Collaborator. Thomas considered the word; someone who cooperated with the enemy for personal benefit. A turncoat. It was a new word for Thomas, one he had not heard until his country was defeated and occupied by an invading army.
The collaborator stepped into view. Thomas recognized him, knew his name, the intimate details of his life. Thomas shouldered the rifle, centered the crosshairs on the collaborator’s chest. “Goodbye, Brother,” he whispered, then pulled the trigger.