"Why? You can’t possibly think I could have done something wrong while locked in a shelter." I said, defensively.
"You didn't. You’re not in trouble. But you did make yourself comfortable." He says looking at the bed that I pulled out.
"I know how these attacks go. You know Richmond packs history in the year that I was living there. You seem to know everything else about me." I say.
"Yeah. I know that they were attacked a lot. And I know that you were allowed to fight in the last couple of attacks." He says.
"That's right. Does that mean I can fight in the next attack here?" I asked.
"No way. I'm not letting you out there. It's too dangerous." He says.
"How many rogues?" I asked, looking him in the eye. I wanted the truth only. Nothing but the truth from him and I knew that he w
