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A month later:
“What happened to you?” Manota asked as his father strode into the room with a dark scowl on his face.
He, Torak, and Jazin were enjoying a brief get-together after reviewing some of the data that was pouring in from the additional accounts Tai Tek had. It would take months, possibly longer, to discover just how far the deception had gone. He leaned back in his chair, sipping a dark amber liquid while his eyes followed his father.
Ajaska looked like he had been dragged through the twelve levels of Killian and back again. His shirt was ripped in several places. There were four long rips across the front and another set of smaller ones across the back of his thigh. His hair was disheveled and he looked angrier than any of them had seen him in a long time.
“I need a dri
