Moon's Betrayal
I said, smiling at him.
If there was one comfort in all of this, it was that Ezra was safe away from the evils of Blacktree. They would never get their claws in him again. He would be safe here.
“Hey, while you were with Ezekiel, did you ever come across someone named Devon? He’s about 6’4, pale skin, shaggy brown hair, and has a jagged scar on his right cheek?”
Ezra squinted in concentration as he thought for a moment before nodding slowly.