Chapter 19

Pamna came to the Gale that very night. When I explained the situation, she was more than willing to help.

- "I can't speak for the others, though." she said. "But I'll try."

By then, I had sent a message to the Narimac, to let Sylvia know that I was fine. She didn't need me to run the place; I wasn't much more than an ornament.

Several of my informants had come in, with information that might be useful. Molun had a house. He was not popular with his neighbours, it seemed. He'd been stinking rich, and hadn't bothered to cover his tracks. It's hard to go unnoticed, when you're nearly seven feet tall and look like a snake.

Pamna delivered. We met two nights later, at the Gale. Aressine, the big blonde fighter, had come. Kima, the leader, was there, with Taliesine, the raven-haired wizard. Fhaernala had also come.

- "Syrava's not coming." she said. "I don't believe she likes you much."

- "We won't need her."