Krondor the Assassins: Book Two Of The Riftwar Legacy by Raymond E. Feist

Author:Raymond E. Feist [Feist, Raymond E.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins e-books
Published: 2009-03-17T00:00:00+00:00

ames glanced around the corner.

The man he had seen leave The Rainbow Parrot was just ducking around the far corner of the road. James held up his hand for William to wait. As the squire expected, a moment later the man reappeared for a brief instant, peeping around the corner to see if he was being followed.

“It’s a trap,” said James.

William drew his sword. “Do we walk away, or do we spring it?”

“Neither,” said James. “They know there are two of us, so they’ll be ready for you and that oversized cleaver of yours.” He glanced upward. “How’re your climbing skills?”

“What?” said William glancing upward. “Here?”

“Where else?” replied James as he followed the roof-line with his eye. “Follow me,” he instructed, heading back the way they had come.

Half a block away was an alley. “We don’t have much time,” James said. “They’ll wait another two minutes, then they’ll figure we’ve tumbled to the trap.”

James found what he was looking for, a wooden stairway to an upper floor door. He hurried up the steps, trying not to make any more noise than necessary, and William followed close behind. To William the noise of his own heavy boots on the wooden steps was certainly loud enough to wake those inside and warn whoever waited half a block away. Yet James seemed untroubled by it. He reached the door at the top of the stairs and pointed up toward the overhanging roof.

“Give me a boost,” James whispered.

William made a stirrup with his hands and lifted James easily upward so he was quickly sitting on the roof. James turned and reached over to help William up. “Hurry!” he whispered.

William grabbed James’s hand and came up easily. An instant later both were moving, crouched low, toward the far edge. James again lay down and peered over the edge. He held up his hand and showed four fingers, without taking his eyes off the men below.

William didn’t risk looking over as James retreated.

“Ever jump off a roof before?”

“What, twenty feet?”

“Something like that.”

“With something to break my fall, yes.”

James grinned. “There are four possibilities down there.”

He pulled out his sword and sat down on the edge of the roof. He slid until he could grab the eaves with his left hand. He held himself there for an instant, cutting the distance from his feet to the ground by nearly half, then pushed away and landed feet-first on the shoulders of the rearmost man. The ambusher smashed into the ground, either dead or unconscious, as James tucked and rolled across the hard cobbles of the street. William didn’t consider the bruises that move would leave, or the splinters he would collect, as he attempted to duplicate James’s feat.

His hand missed the roof, so rather than slowing down, William fell hard upon the next man below, crushing his spine as they slammed into the street. William’s head swam for an instant, but while he gathered his wits, training and reflex took over. He was sitting on a corpse; without thought he got off and rolled over into a fighter’s crouch.

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