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They arrived at Lorkin’s rooms. Da
“A dead slave,” Achati said, moving inside and peering at her. “I see why you are concerned.”
“To put it lightly.”
“Did your…?” Achati’s gesture took in the rooms.
“No. The body is empty of energy. Whoever killed her used bl-… higher magic, which Lorkin has not been taught.”
Achati glanced at him, then frowned and touched the dead woman’s arm. While the Guild did not want the Sachakans knowing how few Kyralian magicians could use black magic, it didn’t require Da
“So she has,” Achati said, withdrawing his hand with a grimace of distaste. “But this means whoever did kill her had been taught it.”
“One of the other slaves, a woman named Tyvara, is missing. I have questioned most of the slaves here and she looks the most likely culprit.”
Instead of expressing surprise, as Da
“No. Guild magicians are not allowed to read minds without the permission of the Higher Magicians.”
Achati’s eyebrows rose. “Then how do you know they are telling the truth?”
“The slaves were expecting to have their minds read, so they would not have come up with a false story or pla
The Sachakan looked intrigued. “But what would you learn by questioning them that I wouldn’t by reading their minds?”
“Perhaps nothing.” Da
Achati looked amused. “Shall I read their minds now to test which is better, or do you want to tell me what you have learned?”
Da
Achati nodded.
“I’ve learned that Tyvara and the dead woman, Riva, often argued. Riva appears to have been the subordinate of Tyvara. Riva wanted to be Lorkin’s serving slave the day he arrived, but Tyvara took her place. Both women were formerly of Ashaki Tikako’s household, and often received messages from slaves there – though each had a separate contact. They did not receive messages from slaves in other households, so I think the most likely place Tyvara would have taken Lorkin is there.”
Achati frowned. “If we are to look for them there, we must be sure. Could someone else have taken him?”
“Lorkin had no other visitors. If he was taken against his will, the abductor must be a powerful magician. If not…” Da
Achati sighed and nodded. “If this Tyvara does know higher magic, it is likely she is no true slave. She must be a spy.”
“A spy for whom?” Da
“I don’t know.” Achati grimaced. “Not the king’s, as he would have warned me about her. But if whoever sent her wanted Lorkin dead, he would be. If they have taken him from here alive, they must have a purpose for him.”
“What purpose?”
“Blackmail, perhaps?” Achati looked thoughtful. “The question is, is the target King Amakira, or the Guild – or both?”
Da
“But he’s not a mere assistant,” Achati said, his eyebrows rising. “You didn’t believe we were unaware of his parentage, did you?”
Da
“If it eases your mind, we did not think he would be in any danger because of it. In truth, we believed the prospect of his mother taking her rightful revenge if he was harmed was enough to deter foolish acts like this. Though…” He stopped, turned back to the dead woman, and frowned as if he’d thought of something.
“Yes?” Da
The Sachakan shook his head. “There is another group known for abducting people, but they have nothing to gain from taking him and he is not their usual sort of target. No. We will go to Ashaki Tikako’s house. If we are in luck your assistant will be found there and be returned to the Guild House before the day is done.” He paused. “Though you may want to get rid of the slave’s body before then.”
Da
Since they did not need the new hideout as a trap for the Thief Hunter, Cery had ordered the place to be sealed up. He and Gol had moved back to his storeroom apartment next to the old city wall.
Cery hadn’t said anything to Gol about his conversation with Sonea until the morning. Her response to his news had been so different to what he’d been expecting that he’d needed time to think, to reconsider his plans, and to wonder if he’d regret what he’d agreed to.
“Why isn’t she going after the rogue herself?” Gol asked again.
Cery sighed and lifted his shoulders. “She said she wasn’t free to go ru
Gol scowled. “Ungrateful sods. After all she did to save the city.”
Yes, but most Kyralians are scared of her, Cery thought. They’ve got her as locked away as well they can without actually putting her in a prison. They don’t want to take any risks they don’t have to. I can understand that. But it makes things a bit inconvenient for me.
“So we’re going to work with the Guild?”
“We have to.” Cery grimaced. “Nobody but us can recognise the rogue. And maybe we can help stop them making a complete mess of things.”
Gol’s expression told Cery how little he believed that. “What about Skellin? You going to tell him?”
“We still don’t have proof the woman is the Thief Hunter, only that she uses magic.”
“Which is why you’re calling her ‘the rogue’ now,” Gol observed.
“Yes. Until we know for sure she is the Thief Hunter.”
Gol crossed his arms. “You’re afraid you’ll make a fool of yourself.”
Cery looked at his friend reproachfully. “I don’t want to waste Skellin’s time. Or owe him any favours when I don’t have to.”
“But you said he wasn’t what you thought he’d be.”
“No.” Cery grimaced. “But he’s still a Thief and a rot importer. Better men than me and you have done bad things for reasons they believed were good.”
“They’re the dangerous ones,” Gol agreed. “Use family or the pride of a House or protecting the country and anything is excusable.”
Cery nodded. “I’d rather be honest with myself when it comes to business. I wanted to be better off than most dwells. Don’t want to die a beggar. I’m not pretending I got higher purposes than that.”
“So you need money. And to get money you need to be powerful. And unless you’re from the Houses, there’s no way you’re growing powerful by any honest trade.”
“It’s all about surviving. Which is what I think Skellin is doing. He said he tried importing rot as a way to establish himself as a Thief.”
“It worked.”
Cery sighed. “It did. And his conscience isn’t so bothered that he’s got himself out of the trade.”
“He said he would, though.”
“I’ll believe that when I see it. Rot’s made him one of the most powerful men in the city. He’s got most of the Thieves working for him or owing him favours. I don’t think he’d give that up too quick.” He shook his head. “I’m not going to risk getting caught up in that if I don’t have to.”