“We’re being robbed,” he said matter-of-factly.
“Evidently.” Clay rubbed at his eyes to clear them. He looked at Matrick, who was leaning sullenly against a nearby tree. “Weren’t you supposed to be keeping watch?”
“Sure was,” said Matty. “I watched them appear out of nowhere with bows.”
Clay frowned. “Fair enough.”
- NICHOLAS EAMES, Kings of the Wyld (Canada, USA, Europe)
This book is so much fun!
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