“This is a bad idea, my boy. Forget it. Leave the lion and let’s get out of here”
B
aruch cautiously crept forward, his eyes locked with the lion’s.
“Stay…” Baruch carefully looped a rope around the lion’s neck, sweat dripping down his face. “Calm.”
He tightened the rope and then led the lion to the closed gate.
“Sebastian. Let’s go.”
“This is a bad idea, my boy. Forget it. Leave the lion and let’s get out of here. There will be opportunities down the road.”
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