JACK
”For my information, what exactly did go down, Zeph? Street rats from here to the Halenani are talkin’ shit, an’ it’s gettin’ more and more absurd the further through the city it goes.” Indeed, the rumour mill was churning them out thick and fast, which wasn’t such a surprise when the Arbiter was involved, but it didn’t really help Jack to sort the truth from the stretched kind of truth.
Grumbling, he nodded at the wound hiding under the dressing. ”Let’s see it, then. You’d be stubborn enough not to see anyone ‘bout it if it went bad. An’ yes, I know.” He sighed. ”The longer time passes, the more doubts I’m havin’ about these Outlanders bein’ in charge.”
Grumbling, he nodded at the wound hiding under the dressing. ”Let’s see it, then. You’d be stubborn enough not to see anyone ‘bout it if it went bad. An’ yes, I know.” He sighed. ”The longer time passes, the more doubts I’m havin’ about these Outlanders bein’ in charge.”
