"Men were stationed near the camp to spy on us."
She'd let him get away with the change of subject, for now. "Family or dead," she said.
He stared down at her, arranged her hair behind her ear. "What does that mean?"
"That is the motto of my family. You're either family or you're dead. My father is one of the enforcers who make people dead who are not family. If they didn't want to pursue the career set out for them. If they talked about family business. Man, woman, and child, he would kill them on command."
He nodded. "You are from a strong family."
Julia closed her eyes. "No. I have a family full of vicious criminals. Why can't you understand that?"
"Your parents care for you. They expressed concern to me."
"They just don't care enough to give up a life of crime. They sell people, kill them. I saw my father beat a man to death."
He watched her intently. "Zacar has beaten a man to death, as well."
"Why?"
"The woumber kidnapped and beat Natalie."