WH-Angelika Fleischer 03.10(S)-Head Hunting by Robin D. Laws

Author:Robin D. Laws [Robin D. Laws]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Warhammer
ISBN: 9780857876225
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

ANGELIKA'S EYES OPENED. She rose from her stinking cot. Franziskus already sat up on the edge of his. She peered into the long, dark room to see if any other guests had joined them. She stood and checked each bed; there was no one. The village was quiet. All they heard were croaking frogs. She crept out to the open archway that led back to the tavern room. A gaunt villager, lightly wheezing, slept in a sitting position, propped up near the exit. Angelika winced. She retreated into the bunk hall, motioning Franziskus over to a small window mounted about a yard off the floor. It was shuttered. Gently, she tested it. It wouldn't open. She peered through the crack between the shutters; they had been tied tightly shut, from the outside, by a cord of some kind.

'Hold both of them, so they don't rattle in the frame,' she told Franziskus, her mouth close to his ear. She drew her knife from her boot and sawed at the cord. It was tough and springy, like leather. Angelika heard a faint sound, of metal hitting metal, and stopped. 'There's something dangling from the cord.' She thought for a moment, shrugged, and started up again. 'When I nod my head, open both shutters, quick as you can. But keep hold of them, so they don't slam into the wall.' She kept sawing; finally the cord snapped through. Franziskus opened the shutters and Angelika shot her hand out and caught the cord. She held it in her outstretched hand. Suspended from it were half a dozen pieces of scrap iron, tied on with short lengths of twine. Franziskus looked puzzled. She craned her head out of the window, pointing to the ground below. A sheet of tin, pounded flat, waited beneath. Franziskus nodded his comprehension: it was a makeshift alarm, intended to send a clattering noise echoing around the town if any of Ralf's guests chose to exit through the window.

'Making sure we don't sneak off without paying?' he asked her.

'We paid in advance,' she noted.

Angelika crawled headfirst through the window, eyes alert for additional traps. She hit the ground palms-first and rolled to a soft landing. She got to her feet, reached out for Franziskus, and helped him wiggle through. They stepped lightly across the muddy square to the gibbet. The wind had picked up, and hissed its cold way through Verldorf's thatched cottages. Angelika put her hands behind her back and stood thinking of the best way to get the head out of the cage. A large padlock hung from the cage bottom, keeping its hinged door securely in place. She was no lockpick, so it would remain shut. But the bars of the cage were widely spaced: if she could get the head off the corpse's shoulders, she could then probably work it through the bars and be off with it. She inspected the gibbet, pulling on its central post to test it for give. Stony concrete had been poured

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