“What is it you want to do?” Hugh already knew, but he asked anyway. “We want you to lead us,” Stoyan said. “The Dogs know you. They trust you. If they know you’re alive, they will find you. We can pull in the stragglers and hold against Nez.” “You don’t know what you’re asking.” To stay awake and anchored to reality, with the void chewing on him. He would go mad. “I’m not asking.” Stoyan stepped in front of him. “I trusted you. I followed you. Not Roland. Roland didn’t make me promises. You did. You sold me this idea of belonging to something better. The Iron Dogs are more than a job. A
...more
