The Devil's Influence (The Vengeful Prince Saga Book 2) by Brian Koscienski & Chris Pisano

Author:Brian Koscienski & Chris Pisano [Koscienski, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hellbender Books
Published: 2018-05-23T22:00:00+00:00

nineteen

“Well, this is certainly entertaining,” Diminutia stated, drawing a sideways look from Haddaman. “Not what I expected.”

The small group entered the warehouse turned arena, Diminutia noted that despite a lack of charm or even a rustic look, there were no lack of onlookers. The place itself was earthen floor and carved log benches. There was a bar on each of the two long walls. Both had a crowd milling about them, as they not only served up all forms of alcohol but also accepted bets for those interested in placing a wager upon the games at hand. Dearborn frowned at the cesspool of a sight and the mass of living things that it held.

“Ah, isn’t this great?” Haddaman asked.

“This sort of sport fighting is illegal,” Dearborn stated. “The king outlawed it!”

“There’s simply no better endorsement.” Haddaman smiled. “Besides, you no longer work for the crown. Or have you forgotten?”

“What she means is that we have no interest in being here any longer than necessary, Haddaman,” Diminutia said, “Let’s just do what we need to do and then get out. Being in these types of places often attracts unwanted attention, so we need to blend in as best we can.”

“Very well,” Haddaman stated, “you do the blending and I’ll work on the doing.”

“What exactly is your plan, Haddaman?” Dearborn asked.

“You’re always so distrustful of me,” Haddaman replied in mock indignation. Eliciting no response, he sighed. “This arena is owned by Vogothe. His criminal organization is just like any other organization, the underlings will take every opportunity to worm their way into the good graces of the one who controls them. There are lots of worms here, lots of ears to the ground, lots of information. You three find a seat somewhere and watch the fights. You might want to make a wager. It appears that they’ve just announced a match, judging by the amount of activity at the bars.” Dearborn’s stare remained hard as granite. Haddaman continued, “If you want to play the part, then you have to look the part. I suggest that you let Dim make the wager. One look at you and someone is bound to try to get you to take part in the games.” Haddaman laughed as he walked off into the crowd.

Even though he was trying to keep an eye on him, Diminutia quickly lost sight of Haddaman.

“One thing’s for certain,” Dearborn said.

“What? That you hate him?”

“For starters, yes, but there’s no denying that Haddaman has a supernatural ability to blend in when he wishes.”

“Providing that he doesn’t open his mouth, you mean.”

“I thought that part went without saying,” she said.

“I’ll see if I can find him and whatever trouble he may be stirring up,” Silver said. He slipped into the crowd as unnoticed as a shadow upon the floor.

“Come on,” Diminutia said, taking Dearborn’s hand and giving it a slight tug. “Looks like a match is about to start. Let’s try to find a seat somewhere toward the back so that we don’t have to actually watch this spectacle.

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