“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 ...