Chapter 1016

• My fingers had barely combed my wet hair out of my eyes when I came face to face with Ajax. He was even more imposing in person than he had been in the vision Tadêfi had imparted to me. He was a few centimeters over two meters (6' 9") and one hundred and forty-five kilograms (320 lbs.) of solid muscle.
• He was also a hairy cuss, with long, thick black hair, a trimmed mustache and beard, and body hair evident on every bit of exposed flesh, except his palms. I wasn't certain who would have out arm-wrestled who - him or dead uncle Carrig. He was equipped in a modern style - firearms and body armor similar to his men. On the plus side, he was smiling at me.
• What followed was in his native language, Mycenaean Greek.