A Rake by Starlight - Chapter 19

WHEREIN Our Hero Embraces the Nobility of Retreat

“He wanted to offer you a job?”

Grif lay on one of the couches in the Wardroom, face covered by a damp cloth, a half-empty bottle in one hand, a half-filled glass in the other. Amys, Morgan, and Cyrus sat in chairs pulled up close, each staring at him in astonishment. Ktk stood nearby, fidgeting.

Grif reached up with the hand holding the bottle and pulled back a corner of the cloth, exposing one eye. He focused on Amys.

“No,” he said, voice muf...