WIP Wednesday - Clan and Commit

A chance encounter they'd just as soon have avoided...

Vax noticed a Dantovonian furtively passing a wrapped packet to an Isetacian. Both were armed with knives, and he had the insight they weren’t trading cookies. There was definitely an element of danger in the area.

Okay, but we’re minding our own business. Don’t act nosy, and no one will take offense. Getting that spice account was totally worth rubbing elbows with the underbelly of Ler.

That optimism fled when he felt hot breath on his neck. Something sharp poked painfully against his ribs.

“What a lovely reunion, Vax. So nice to bump into family.”

The Imdiko’s heart froze. Bacoj cursed as they both stared at the vicious blade jabbing against him. Karil, smelling as if he’d wallowed in garbage and the nearby jungle, leered at Vax over his shoulder.

“Let him go. I swear, if you hurt him—” Bacoj started to move but froze when Karil shifted the blade. Its sharp edge pushed against Vax’s abdomen. He yelped in pain as it dug against him, threatening to slice through his shirt and his skin.

“What are you going to do, Dramok boy? Unless you want to watch his guts hit the street, shut your face and do as I say.”

Releasing mid to late June.