The Cycle of Galand Box Set by Edward W Robertson

Author:Edward W Robertson [Robertson, Edward W]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sci-Fi & Fantasy
Published: 2019-08-31T22:00:00+00:00

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By the end of her first day being kept in reserve, Raxa was as restless as the evening winds that blew off the bay.

Gaits came and went from the apartments with news from the informants and street rats, but the Black Star remained nothing more than a name. As for the Knives, they were less than thrilled to hear their commander was being held prisoner. It looked like the truce would collapse before it could begin.

Cane wrote a letter to his people confirming he was alive and asking them to help the Order of the Alley run down any leads. Morning brought the news: for the first time since the war had begun, during the last night, there'd been no new attacks, injuries, or deaths.

But there was no fresh intel on the Black Star, either. Nor the day after that. The third day of the truce, Raxa went to Kerreven to ask to go back into the field, but he told her to stay put.

Later that same morning, he called her back into his room.

"Glad you changed your mind," Raxa said. "I'm being wasted kept in this room."

Kerreven waved his hand. "You're not going into the street. You ran into a group of Crows during the attack on the Marrigan, didn't you? Did you take a ring from them?"

"I did," Raxa said. "But no one could identify it."

"Still have it?"

"It's at my house. Want me to grab it?"

"Please," he said. "But don't wander off, okay? Now that we don't know who the enemy is, we're in more danger than when we were at open war."

It was a long walk to her house. With all the time she'd been spending away, she'd had to keep it locked up. The interior was hot and smelled like a mouse had died somewhere inside. Kerreven had made the ring sound important, but not urgent. Raxa tossed open the windows and doors, found the ring, then spent an hour hunting down the source of the smell, which turned out to be one dead mouse and one larger and deader rat. She tossed these out back, closed the house up, and returned to the tenement.

There, Kerreven's door was closed. The rank and file sat around a table playing dice with Cane.

"Care to join us?" Cane nodded to his pile of croutons they were using in place of money. "These friends of yours may be fine thieves, but they're awful gamblers."

She pointed to Kerreven's door. "He in there?"

Jenker nodded his head, the fat bunching under his chin. "Yup. And nobody goes in."

"Who's he talking with?"

"One of Cane's—who says he knows the Black Star."

Raxa took a seat to prevent herself from pressing her ear to the door. Dice rattled on the table. Behind the closed door, a table crashed to the ground. Feet thumped back and forth.

Everyone bolted to their feet. Kerreven's door swung open, revealing a man in black. He held a bloody dagger in his hand.

Seeing Cane, he stood straight and saluted. "Milord. It's done."

He raised the dagger and slit his own throat.

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