Liavek Volume 5 by Hobb Robin & Brust Steven & Yolen Jane & Denton Bradley & Ford John M. & Dalkey Kara

Author:Hobb, Robin & Brust, Steven & Yolen, Jane & Denton, Bradley & Ford, John M. & Dalkey, Kara
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CatYelling
Published: 2016-08-19T16:00:00+00:00

"We're doing what we can, Dialo. Do you want guards full time?"

"I'll put it to the Serenities, but I don't think so. It might only encourage another mob. We were fortunate today." Jemuel nodded. "I wanted to tell you that I've been put on special duty to deal with this green mess. No offense."

"None taken. If we learn anything, of course we'll let you know."

"Thanks. Dialo."

"Thank you, Jem. Good death to you."

"I'll just say good day, thanks."

Jemuel took a footcab back to the Guard offices in the Levar's Palace; the runner grudgingly took a city credit slip for the fare, but insisted on a cash tip.

Jemuel made out the reports on the night's dirty work and the incident at the House of Responsible Life. The riot—she had to call it that—was really bad news; the Regent would want to know if Liavek were being pushed to the edge by the deaths, and the truth, that in a city of three hundred thousand you could get fifty people together to throw rocks on any excuse at all, would not reassure him a bit.

Only three deaths, she thought. More people than that died every night in the Old City, of starvation or other sharp edges. But these were all wizards, and even people who knew better—like other magicians—tended to think of wizards as immortal. And it was certainly a creepy way to go. Sen Wuchien's body was four days cold in the morgue, with nobody to claim it, and still glowing. Somebody wanted to keep him on the slab, to see how long he did glow. There was a typically morgue-ish joke about saving money on lamp wicks.

Her pen was starting to wobble. So this was special duty: she was supposed to end her shift with the end of the night watch, and here it was morning with a vengeance. She shoved her chair back from her littered desk, put her feet up, and closed her eyes. Immediately there was a knock at the door.

Lieutenant Jassil put his red-haired head in. "Captain? Someone here to see you. It's Thyan, from Snake's place."

"Sure, Rusty."

The Tichenese girl came in. Jemuel gave her forehead a pat in greeting. "What news, mistress?"

Thyan held out a small shiny thing. "Snake thought you'd want to see this."

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