“The Brother looked right into Xcor’s eyes. “I am Hharm’s son. So are you. We are brothers by blood.” Xcor’s heart began to pound so hard his head hurt. And then he felt his stare narrow of its own volition on Tohr’s face. “It’s the eyes,” the Brother said. “You’ll see it in the eyes. And no, I didn’t really know him, either. I gather he was not a good male.” “Hharm?” Wrath muttered. “No, he wasn’t. And that’s all I’ll say about it.” Xcor.”
