Chapter 104

• Denis rubbed his temples, fingers digging into the space between his brows like he could physically grind the frustration out of his skull.
• I watched him, unmoving. I knew that look. It was the same one I’d seen on my father’s face the day he gave the order to bury a man alive disappointment seasoned with exhaustion. He wasn’t even angry anymore. Just done.
• “Trying to reason with a fool is the greatest waste of time,” he muttered, mostly to himself.