“Land that was won under the Old Laws forty years ago,” Scythe says simply. “Land that is now being relieved from you, under the Old Laws.” He pins Dirk with a stare that sets his feathers quaking like the wormfood he is. “Now, here’s what’s going to happen.” Scythe rasps. “Since you are well aware of the deal I had with your late brother and his subsequent scheming, you will also be aware of what I do to beasts who betray me. Halfeather enterprises and, therefore, this establishment, are now mine.” I’m directly behind Dirk, but I know he’s gaping. He glances at the others, though they are
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