“I
think you meant to say muscular and dangerous,” I said. “You got your words confused again.”
“No, I’m pretty sure I got them right. As I always do. To be muscular you have to have muscles.”
“I have muscles!” I tried to flex, but my hands were bound behind me, and it didn’t work out so well. “Okay. Shut up. But I am dangerous.”
“Yeah, okay,” Gary said.
“I am!”
“Honey, you’re pouting. That’s not dangerous. It’s adorable.”
“I’m not pouting,” I said as I pouted.
“Aww,” Gary said.
“Aww,” Lartin said.
“Shut up, Lartin!”
“Okay, so can we leave?” Gary asked.
We both looked at Lartin.
“You’re Sam of Wilds,” he said.
“No shit,” I said.
“Do you know how much you’re worth?”
“Oh, not again,” I groaned.
“I could totally ransom you!” Lartin said excitedly. “It would fund my world domination plans for the next six years!”
“Morgan’s going to be so mad at you,” Gary said to me.
“It’s not my fault!”
“Well, you do get captured a lot.”
“I suppose.”
“And everyone knows your name.”
“Right? How weird is that?”
“Totally weird.”
“So much gold,” Lartin said as he paced back and forth. “Pounds and pounds of gold.”
“Hey, Sam?”
“Yes, Gary.”
“Has Morgan ever paid a ransom for you?”
“Nope. Not once.”