Chapter 2: The Man Who Refused to Look Away

He simply stood.

But when a man that enormous rises from a chair in a crowded cookhouse, people notice.

The wolf-hide coat fell heavily around his shoulders.

He straightened to his full height, and suddenly the ceiling seemed lower than it had a moment before.

His dark beard framed a face weathered by snow, wind, and years of hard living.

His gray eyes rested on Deke’s raised hand.

“Put that down,” he said.

Three words.