I realized later that when he’d found me, he’d only seen potential uses. His kindness stopped the day I refused to do what he wanted.” “What happened to him?” In her mind, she was slicing off a faceless man’s wings at that moment. Fejo gulped. “I killed him.” “Good.” He lifted a brow at her. She rolled her eyes and in an admonishing voice said, “Oh no. That’s terrible. Killing is bad. Et cetera, et cetera.”
