Hot Off the Presses: Gangbanged by Gladiators by Jay Aury & Amanda Clover

Hot Off the Presses: Gangbanged by Gladiators by Jay Aury & Amanda Clover

Author:Jay Aury & Amanda Clover [Aury, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2022-06-12T00:00:00+00:00


Sides of the Law

Gallave Brightmore had a tough job. This was largely because very few people actually wanted him to succeed at it.

True, the Silver Griffons were, technically, the last great defence of New Larrin, but this was largely because the city watch was corrupt, the nobility were self-indulgently lazy, the king and queen were hedonists, and every other institution was, at best, incompetent.

All of which ran awful interference on the one force that actually sought to do good in New Larrin. Solve crimes. And generally prevent the city from falling into chaos or being devoured by eldritch horrors summoned from some pit.

So the last thing Gallave needed to see when he opened the door to his office was to find the most notorious crime lord in the city waiting inside.

Gallave froze, hand on the doorknob as he stared at Rorg. The orc was perusing the books on one of the room’s many shelves, and had just picked up a sculpture of a sword plunging into a stone, but at the creak of the door he turned. His tusked mouth widened in a smile, and Rorg took the hat off his bald head casually.

“Gallave. Good to see you.”

“Rorg?” Gallave said, still not quite believing it. “How… How did you get in here?”

The orc laughed. “Really now. Even Silver Griffons get gambling debts.” He hefted the sculpture. “Nice decorations, though.”

“Give me that!” Gallave snapped, snatching the item from the orc. Gallave gripped the hilt of his real sword with his other hand, baring an inch of steel. “I’ll-”

“Arrest me? For what? You and I both know I’ll be on the street within the hour. I have Riza von Lazarus on retainer.”

“I could say you attacked me,” Gallave growled.

“Would you?” the orc said.

Gallave had faced many temptations in life. The urge to cut the smile off the orc’s face ranked very high on that list. But he had overcome those temptations too, and with a curse Gallave slammed the sculpture down on his desk and sword back into its sheathe. “What do you want?” he snapped, heaving himself into his seat. “I’m too busy to deal with this.”

The smug grin faded from Rorg’s face. The gold chain of his fur coat clinked as he planted a hand on the paladin’s desk and leaned in. “It’s about Lacey Windemere.”

Gallave pretended to be uninterested, picking up some papers from the In box on his desk and idly going through them. “The reporter? Why? Did she get caught naked again?”

“No. She’s missing.”

Gallave stopped leafing through his papers, but forced himself to resume. “So? Likely as not she’s infiltrating a damn brothel.”

“Unlikely. Been to the Arena of Blood lately?”

Gallave slammed the papers down, meeting the orc’s eyes. He fought his anger down. “That,” he hissed. “Is a barbaric and foul place. A sport worse than any civilized society should ever tolerate.”

“Then why not shut it down?” Rorg said.

“Because,” Gallave said through gritted teeth. “It is, nonetheless, technically legal. And if the Silver Griffons wish to keep



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