The Executioner's Apprentice (The Executioner's Song Book 2) by D.K. Holmberg

Author:D.K. Holmberg [Holmberg, D.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: ASH Publishing
Published: 2021-01-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Finn was running out of time to get any more answers.

With Sweth’s planned sentencing, he felt as if there remained too much unresolved.

He had a list of names. That was it. None of those living along the street were involved; Finn was certain of it. Even the feuding families had reconciled when they’d seen how much each person had lost. There was no residual anger there.

The only thing he had left was the developer.

Which was where Finn headed now.

It was unusually cool, with the wind gusting through the streets, carrying with it a hint of an early fall. Despite that, an uneasy pall hung over everything. The developer’s building was in the heart of the Ghislan section, situated on the opposite edge of the river, and on Porman’s Path, heading toward the palace.

All he needed was to ask a few questions.

Finn found the street the foreman had indicated, and he picked his way slowly and carefully, sweeping his gaze on either side of the street. Most of the buildings there were multiple stories tall, all of them with fresh paint, and many with walled yards. In some parts of the city, that was an impossible luxury, but there, it was common. Finn had to look for a horse surrounded by a circle, standing on a strange platform. At least, that was what the foreman had said.

When he found it, Finn knew it was the right shop.

It was a massive two-story building and took up the end of the block. Enormous arched windows let light in, and even the door was incredibly ornate, with brass worked into the outline of the developer’s crest. Given that it was late enough, Finn knocked rather than just trying to enter the shop.

He stepped back, waiting.

It wasn’t long before the door came open, and a mousy brown-haired woman in a black gown and pale white apron tied in front frowned at him. Thin lips pressed together, and she sniffed, leaving Finn to wonder if he was foul-smelling from his time in Declan. “May I help you?”

“I’m looking for Master Benson, the proprietor,” Finn said.

“And who may I ask is calling?”

“My name is Finn Jagger, executioner for the king.”

Her eyes widened, and she let go of the door, taking a step back. “No. He didn’t—”

“I am not here for him. I’m here to ask a few questions regarding the case that I am investigating.”

Relief swept across her face.

Could the developer have been involved?

“You may come in, Mr. Jagger,” she said.

Finn nodded and stepped into the entryway. As soon as he did, a floral fragrance filled his nose. Two massive ceramic vases set on pedestals were on either side of the hall, filled with flowers. Other decorations lined the hall, including another pair of vases with flowers filling, and portraits that looked to be older men, seeming as if they stared across the hall at each other.

“Where is Master Benson?” Finn asked.

“I will let him know you’re here. He will be with you shortly,” she said.

He just nodded.

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