He looked directly at Carrick. Russell already knew his opinion of slaves. That wasn't what he wanted. The insufferable arrogance was the one thing he didn't care for. It was what had driven him away from his family. The idea that they owned the world and could do anything they liked. And here he was, falling for someone who had that same attitude.
"I got that. What I want to know is what happened? What did he do that was so bad you thought you had to discipline him so harshly? Did he do something other than insult you?" Russell's control was starting to fray.