The Senator's Shame: A Scandal Of The Soul

one who had been working with the police, rush

spair. "They are Spirit Weavers! If they die, we are

man who just condemned two women to torture to save his new girlfriend. He took a hes

d the pistol harder against Molly'

hrieked, pointing a trembling finger at me. "She told me she had a

t question it. He needed a villain, and I was the perfect choice. He turned t

o one of the militiamen and took a hunting knife from the man's

digging into my skin. He was looking at the unique, hand-poked tribal tattoo that marked me as a Spirit Weaver

lade to my skin. "You put

rted t

just cutting me; he was peeling away a part of my identity, a symbol of my soul, and he was doing it with a casual cruelty th

voice tight. He produced a pair of pliers from his pocket. He grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him as h

was pinned. He latched the pl

poured from her torn earlobe. Brian looked at the turquois

r and protect a liar, everything became clear. The last flicker of hope, the l

wn. And we had t

, filled with the same agony and betrayal, met mine

t the militia leader, my voic

e, too. "We'll go with y

nned. Andrew and Brian, who had just secured Molly' s

th condemnation. "They were never in real danger. It was all a plo

ial gleam in his eye. "But we can't let them use th

trial corruption that had first poisoned our lands. "Iron. Driven into th

der grinned. He

wo politicians about to perform one last act of brutal betrayal. They drove the spikes through our feet,

crippled and bleeding, to be loa