Holy fuck. Handy’s eyes widened. There was a general murmur in the tavern. Everyone was listening attentively now. Shit. “Aha, and where did you hear that, young lad?” he asked, a faltering smile on his face. He really didn’t want this attention. How in the hell did they get that out of the stir he caused yesterday? He had never breathed a word about where he had come from when True Shot found him.