Chapter Thirteen
“What happened to you?” Manota asked as he stood staring in disbelief at Torak.
“Just pull some of these damn knives out of my clothes so I can move,” Torak gritted out.
Manota had walked through the living quarters after Torak had responded to his call for entrance. When he walked through the door of the bedroom, he had stopped in concern when he saw Torak standing strangely still next to the door.
When he noticed his older brother couldn’t move for all the knives surrounding him, he couldn’t keep the bark of laughter from escaping. Pulling several knives out so Torak could move, he watched as Torak finished grabbing and pulling the rest of them out, grimacing as he pulled out the one between his legs.
“I take it River is upset with you,” Manota said dryly.
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