Chapter 36
- Next week approaches too soon. Flakes of snow drift down languidly, swirling in the frigid air. King Orion's weathered face beams as we shake hands. "Malcolm. Thank you for extending the invitation."
- I nod. "My pleasure." I gaze past him, seeing no one else. "And your daughters?"
- "They will be coming at a later time. I just wanted us to have a little man to man."