Chapter 16 First Lie

• Yurich
• I put the metal to coat the fist and undo another blow against the face of the son of a bitch who participated in the attack on Lyana, a damn month. The thirty days in the desert seem to haunt me as much as a plague.
• It’s been thirty days to have a perfect reason to meet her again without breaking the damn promise I made, now, for thirty fucking days watching her body languish in the hospital bed. I’m screaming furiously at the bastard.