Chapter 18 HALF-TRUTHS

“An offer?” I stared at Scar, the bloodstained clan seal still heavy in my palm. “What kind of offer does a cryptic old bastard like Voss make to a guy who’s already half-decided to kill me?”

Scar didn’t answer right away. He jerked his head toward a narrow crevice in the rocks. “Fire first. We’re ...

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