Book3:WereMyDreamIs

andinamomentofcarelessnesswaswoundedbyathrustoftheshearsonhisleftarmwherebloodsproutedoutandreddenedhiswholearm.JamazwipedthebloodthathadsprayedontohisfacewithhisrighthandandsmiledatEmmanuesifhedidhepainatall,saying,

    “Sure,letthebloodflohebloodbemytrition.r.Finger,eandkillme.TodayIwiltoneformysinwithmylifeandprovemyloyaltytoKingDimitri.”Thetwoofthemtiheunevenfightearly,oagaggressivelywithouthavingtothinkofdefense,aheronlydefendinghimselfwithoutattaghisoppo.

    Richarddrovehisjalopytowardshispre-arrangedrendezvouswithJamaz,hisricketytrugingnoisilyalongtheway.HewasabouttowhistletoannouncehispresencewhehenoiseofbatandshoutingingfromthebackyardofAisha’shouseandknewsomethingwasamiss.Hequic