~ JESSE ~
"My brothers sold me to them," I muttered, still not quite able to believe it myself. I'd known my brothers hated me, but I'd never thought…
Rake stiffened. "Like the story of Joseph? Sold into s*****y by his brothers?"
It was my turn to blink. "You know that story?"
Rake huffed. "The title Cleric isn't an honorific. I am a spiritual advisor, Jesse. Yes, I know the story of Joseph. I also know what your name means."
That made me squirm. "Don't tell him."
"I won't. That won't make it less true."
I gave a one-shouldered shrug, but didn't answer. I didn't think there was really any truth to-
"So, truly, your brothers sold you to the Reapers? In this day and age that's-"
"Human trafficking. Yes."
Rake gave a low whistle. "No wonder you wanted to get aw
