"Eric Van Lustbader - Sunset Warrior 4 - Beneath an Opal Moon" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lustbader Eric van)

- A young boy, tall and dark-haired, enters
carrying a tray of

steaming food. He comes to a halt seeing the
room empty.
Then the scarred man growls low in his throat and
the boy
turns slowly around. He tries not to stare at the
scarred man
but he cannot help himself.

"Well," says the scarred man. "Put it down."

The boy swallows hard and nods. He continues to
stare.

The scarred man ignores this. "Your father tells me
that you
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are quite reliable. Is this so?" His voice is thick and
husky as if he has something lodged in his throat.

Fright mingles with fascination. The scarred man
sees these often aligned emotions flickering upon the
young narrow face.

"Well," says the scarred man. "Have you no voice
then?"

"Yes," stammers the boy, ''sir. I have one."

"Close the door."

The boy complies.

"Have you a name?" The scarred man has gone to
the night table. He lifts a bit of fowl between the long
nails of his middle finger and thumb. The forefinger,
in between, juts out oddly. The scarred man swirls the
meat in the thick brown gravy, ignoring the long
wooden eating sticks Iying at the side of the plate,
pops it into his mouth. "Excellent," he says to no one
in particular as he licks the tips of his fingers. "Just the
right amount of fresh black pepper." He turns.
"Now "

"Kuo." Softly.

- "Ah." The scarred man studies him with an