Chapter 6 Captive's Privileges

• "Pancakes? We're having pancakes for breakfast?" I asked in disbelief when I saw the pancakes on the dining table as our breakfast meal.
• Looking at me with his head in his fist, Skye asked, "You don't like pancakes? Do you want anything else for breakfast?"
• "Ah, no. It's not that I don't like them. It's just that..." I looked at Skye and the pancakes before him, then grimaced when I realized how incompatible it was. "I didn't know a mobster could eat something so sweet."