Seems to know you," the Captain observed. "He thought I was dead." Jalena rejoined his party. He gabbled and pointed. Pale-faced men looked our way. They argued briefly, then the whole lot fled the garden. Raven did not explain. Instead, he said, "Shall we get to business?" "Care to illuminate what just happened?" The Captain's voice had a dangerous softness. "No." "Better reconsider. Your presence could endanger the whole Company." "It won't. It's a personal matter. I won't bring it with me." The Captain thought about it. He is not one to intrude on a man's past. Not without cause. He decided he had cause. "How can you avoid bringing it? Obviously, you mean something to Lord Jalena." "Not to Jalena. To friends of his. It's old history. I'll settle it before I join you. Five people have to die to close the book." This sounded interesting. Ah, the smell of mystery and dark doings, of skulduggery and revenge. The meat of a good tale.
( Glen Cook )
[ Chronicles of the Black ]
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