An officer’s uniform, the sign of pain and suffering to any Freak, was held up by Jack’s shoulders.
His face was immobile, expressionless, just like it always was, his eyes fixed on one target and unwilling to shift to any other until he was told otherwise. Obedient, yet intelligent and brave, daring to defy anything if he needed to. If anybody could stand a chance at fighting a god without anything but himself and his own body, many people would bet on him without even taking the time to consider.
Dan was surely surprised, but he wouldn’t stand down. Not when he was what the Freaks needed right now. He took his old favour