He could do most of the workouts early in the morning, before class, which left most of the time for academics. He played football and basketball in h...gh school, too, but those sports meant a big time commitment. Five years ago the football coach asked him to walk on and Jim had turned him down. It had been a tough decision.Track wasn't Jim's best sport. His only event was the Pole Vault. He had a final year of eligibility because he had to sit out a year after injuring his shoulder when he was. "Well you found me," I replied warmly."Uh..." Amber paused before glancing at Sasha and then back at E-Beth. She turned her attention back to us and asked, "I hate to steal him away from you, Sasha, but ... Can I steal him away from you? I need to talk to Ben, in private, for just a bit."I arched an eyebrow. "What, now? We were actually just on our way to the airport to pick up Adrienne. If you want you could come with us and we can chat on the drive. You know she'd love to see you at the. She knows it will be a humiliating, excruciating death.“Get the fuck off of her.” Luckily, someone interrupts before the threat can be carried through. She has never heard this voice before. It’s rough and so low it’s a growl.Agnes feels the weight being pulled off of her. Doing her best to cover herself, she turns around and is surprised to see her savior. Brutus, the quiet giant of the prison that all gangs seem to respect and leave alone. For one good reason: he is huge. Over 7 feet tall and. "Huna, huh? She's a good dog. What's your name?" Bethsany." I blurted it out as one word."Beth'Sany, huh?" Her voice had a curious stop indicating that she had divided my name into two parts like hers. "That's a pretty name. Beth, this is my commander, Dyn'Valas. Dyn, this is Beth'Sany, who we rescued from the centaurs."Dyn'Valas knelt down and examined me closely. Then she smiled. "We do not kill slaves, Beth, even male ones, although we see to it that they make their way in a direction other.