MIKE
Senko had a male who, oddly I recognized from the camera footage - the murderer - brought Jonda front, and next to him, center.
I was in full Beta mode. Duke riding my skin form along with me. He was fully present.
He knew I wouldn’t give him Lyric or little Zane. I knew he wasn’t going to trade Jonda.
I also knew, he knew, Zane was at New Moon. There was no way we could have brought him here on time. Especially as he maneuvered his army of… whatever the f**k the creatures and things were – earlier than declared.
Not a man of his word.
“Wow Senko, all this for us? I’m honored.” I taunted him by cockily saying. Ensuring he saw the smirk I aimed his way.
I knew I was goading him. It was inevitable.
There would be a battle. Blood would shed. I was determined to rescue Jonda
