With the incredible speed and Strength of an Academy-trained first-rank Fist, Maik Tar drove his Steeled fingers through Remi’s throat, crushing his trachea.
“I was angry at you for a long time after you refused to wear jade. Of course you remember. Now, though… I’m thankful you’re not a Fist, Andy. I need—” Hilo’s voice faltered. “I need one of my brothers to live.”
That one kill had been a lucky thing. Shae was a Green Bone twenty years past her fighting prime. She didn’t have enough jade, she was too old and too slow.
Oh my god is Shae going to die??? FONDA LEE DON'T DO THIS TO ME
“It’s at this place called the Little Persimmon, and it’s going to be a great crowd,” he told Ru as they walked to class. “You should come. These guys I know really want to meet you.”
Tadino rushed out to the pay phone on the street to call Koben Ashi and inform him that his girlfriend was at the Little Persimmon lounge and some stranger was laying his filthy hands all over her.
“You set this up. You asked Dano to bring me here tonight, you introduced me to Koben’s girlfriend without telling me who she was, and you called the Mountain here to hand me a beating.”
Ru might be a stone-eye, but he would not be a weak link in his family. He was his father’s son; he would not back down from any fight or be used by anyone. You did not fuck with any Kaul.
The bartender’s hand fell upon the loosened talon knife sheath in Ru’s waistband. In a flailing, fateful instant, he seized the hilt of the weapon and slashed wildly at the man on top of him.
“I’m sorry, Ru,” he whispered. “I should’ve been here for you. We should’ve gone to college together. I was wrong about so many things. I’m just… so damned sorry.”
That our supposed allies seized the man who was responsible for the attack and secretly used him for their own purposes, denying justice to the Kekonese people?”
Ayt Mada would take over Anorco and become the owner of her own jade mining company, with technology and assets completely separate from the Kekon Jade Alliance and beholden to no one.
He drew a single stowed cigarette and lighter from the breast pocket of his shirt and said, as he lit up, “I’m going to have a smoke, though, just in case it’s my last one. Don’t tell Wen.”