No Deadly Thing by Tiger Gray

Author:Tiger Gray [Gray, Tiger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zoroastrian myth, hard limits, magic, paladin, urban fantasy
Publisher: Hard Limits Press
Published: 2012-08-02T03:25:07+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

"Watch your pack," Ashrinn said, the communicator jammed in his ear picking up his barest whisper. "You're buggered if you drop it."

He watched Jericho's black-clad form, clinging to the side of the skyscraper they'd chosen for this particular exercise. He never would have spotted her if he hadn't known exactly what to look for, and even then he required his high powered binoculars to even perceive her outline. She'd let the strap on her kit bag slide when she'd reached for a new handhold. She hadn't worn it clipped across her chest like she should have.

She adjusted with a couple of deft movements, ameliorating his annoyance. Quite a feat eight stories up, even if it was her own damn fault. He put the binoculars back in their case and edged closer to Sonth --- Tor, as long as she was working --- standing in the shadow cast by the alley wall. The fact that the shadowmancer was on her feet was the only thing that kept her from looking dead, stiff and wide-eyed as she was.

He tried not to shudder. It felt ungrateful somehow, even if Sonth had most of her attention focused on hiding them in the relative darkness between buildings and couldn't spare the energy to pick up on his distress. He knew Daniel well enough that he could practically feel the man's unspoken agreement from behind him, as surely as he felt the smattering of cold evening rain on his brow. He wished Lizbet were here instead of waiting two blocks away for her signal. Her magic often comforted him.

At least I don't have to put up with Gerolt. I hope the cocky shit enjoys playing hostage.

As a position, their little hideaway had its disadvantages, like the machinery yard behind them, but so far the noise hadn't scrambled his communicator despite its sensitivity to his voice. Daniel had every right to be proud of having crafted it. In part this exercise was an excuse to stress test his tech again, and so far it was bearing up quite well.

The alley did let him look right at their objective, however, the slender, taller brother of the library hunched nearby. The library itself was a geometric monstrosity, covered in honeycombed steel more decorative than functional. Ashrinn had to wonder how a whole team of architects had thought that was a good idea, but hoped it would serve as further distraction, reducing the chance of someone bothering to look up in Jericho's general direction down to nil.

Ashrinn had seen how stressful it was for Jericho to avoid the patches of light that indicated occupied offices so he tapped his communicator, letting Lizbet know it was time for her to move.

Lizbet sauntered out to the sidewalk a couple of blocks up. She gave every impression of having just come from the accessories store nearby, pouting as if she'd arrived only to find the shop closed for the evening.

"She doesn't look like the kind of woman who would want something from a private office, does

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