Branded
“I rushed past the big guy and sprinted for the back office. I found Kitchens standing off to the side. His desk had been pushed back against the wall. A circle of white powder—probably salt—took up the center of the room. A dark-skinned and wrinkly old man in a raggedy robe stood in the center of the circle mumbling something under his breath. On the floor in the center of the circle sat a metal bucket filled with flaming coals.
The old man’s gaze turned up as I rushed in. Then he looked down t...o my hand that clutched the brand. His rheumy eyes widened. His tongue poked out of his mouth and swiped along his top lip. He looked…hungry.
And I could relate. I felt famished. And the old man’s neck looked as tasty as anything.
Toft gave me a once over and raised an eyebrow. “You’re almost there.”
I shook the brand at him. “Let’s do this.”
Toft turned to the old man. “Is there still time?”
My stomach dropped as the old man took a century to contemplate the question. He stared me in the eyes.MoreLess
The old man’s gaze turned up as I rushed in. Then he looked down t...o my hand that clutched the brand. His rheumy eyes widened. His tongue poked out of his mouth and swiped along his top lip. He looked…hungry.
And I could relate. I felt famished. And the old man’s neck looked as tasty as anything.
Toft gave me a once over and raised an eyebrow. “You’re almost there.”
I shook the brand at him. “Let’s do this.”
Toft turned to the old man. “Is there still time?”
My stomach dropped as the old man took a century to contemplate the question. He stared me in the eyes.MoreLess
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