XII. The Call
Andres crept towards the window and said, “I’m not sure I have the right to decide my fate.” Both arms rested behind his back in a peaceful manner.
He continued, “That is, unless you are to assume I am alive and entitled to that right. Or you might suppose that I hold the right to be free regardless of whether I am alive or dead.”
Osmond looked at his former mentor with raised eyebrows and a tightly shut mouth, which prompted Glen to lift both hands in a powerless shrug and murmur, “Both great points I’m not equipped to speak on.”
Still facing the window, Andres continued, “I presume you believe I have the right to continue freely, a notion I wouldn’t mind pursuing. If that is your determination, I assume you will help me escape the intentions of Ehmen and ultimately Iri.
