His inner circle was waiting for him when he walked into his personal barracks. Karv took a seat in the only chair in the small room and leaned back, crossing his legs at the knees. He gave each man a critical eye as he chewed on a cuticle. After another minute or two, he grunted.
“I selected each one of you because you’ve demonstrated unwavering loyalty to me. As such, I’ve come to trust you to the point where I’m bringing you in on my decision.
“You’ve each told me you have grave doubts that D’Jacques is no longer the man who walked into those caverns. Something happened to him. Something I don’t like, and from what you’ve told me, you don’t either.”
“He’s suddenly become a Mutah lover,” Lieutenant Jennings sneered.
Shever ran a finger down the side of his face. “Whatever gave him th
