“I’ll wager my work against your head.”
“I’ll wager my work against your head.” He gave me a very nasty smile.
“Really? That’s all?” I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. These artist types can be very intense, and besides, what would he do with my head?
“I’d use it as a doorstop,” said Brokk. “That way anyone coming in or out of my workshop would know what happens to anyone who dares to disparage my craftsmanship.”
