“Is that how you two ended up being slaves?” I asked, creasing my brow.
“No. Actually, it might not look like it, but we’re the lucky ones,” Frederic said scoffing.
I handed him some tissues and he dabbed at the worst cuts on Murray’s face. Murray was still a little groggy. He must have taken a hit to the head.
Soren helped him sit down and he motioned to Payne.
“Can you find us some medical supplies? Just the basics so we can patch them up?” he asked.
“Yes, Boss,” Payne agreed with a nod. He grabbed Ashley and the two headed off.
“Can you tell us what happened?” I asked Frederic.
He growled and made a fist, punching the air. “The whole thing could have been avoided!”
“Calm down,” Soren snapped, moving in front of me to protect me in case Frederic lost control.
I didn’t think he would but I knew how protective Soren could get.