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.“What did he say?”“I asked him who he was, and he said, ‘The right hand of death.’” Lad swept the masters with his gaze.“Does that mean anything to anyone?”It didn’t to Mya, and she shook her head with the others.“Sounds like he was just trying to scare you, Master.” Sereth shrugged.“That’s what I thought.”“I can certainly research that phrase, Master.” Bemrin put his cup down and finished his pastry.“It might be a title of some sort.”“Do that.And ask around the temples about death cults or priestly assassins.” Lad wolfed down the last of his pastry and resumed pacing.“Any more ideas?”“If this man can pop in and out like a fart on the breeze and kill with a touch, I think we need to beef up security.” Jingles looked concerned.“Especially around you, Master.He could pop in while you’re sleeping and…well, off you.”“The thought had crossed my mind.” Lad folded his arms and glowered.“Increased security’s not a bad idea.The same goes for the rest of you as well.Everyone should have bodyguards watching day and night, even when we’re sleeping.If this man tried to kill my informant just because he was asking questions about Patino, he might decide to take us all out for the same reason.”Mya cringed at the thought of having someone standing in her bedroom while she slept.In fact, she didn’t want anyone in her apartment at all.She looked to Enola.“You think this man can just pop in anywhere?”“Magic can accomplish amazing things,” Enola admitted.“I’m no expert on transposition spells, but I can ask some questions.”“Do that, but be careful.” Lad snatched up another scone, and Mya stifled a smile.“Also, Enola, since you’re the only one among us who has any real experience with magic, find out what kind of spell might have killed Patino.”“Necromancy, maybe.” Enola chewed her lip.“I’ll check on it.”“Jingles, assign four of your best Enforcers to each of the masters, and myself as well.Two will be awake and guarding us every hour of every day.” His eyes pinned them each in turn.“Is that clear?”While the others simply nodded and agreed, Mya looked at Lad skeptically.“Every hour?”He stared at her for a moment, and understanding dawned in his eyes.No one else knew of Mya’s tattoos, and she wanted to keep it that way.“Barring bathing and such, of course, but someone needs to watch the room while you sleep.”“I guess I won’t be sleeping much, then.”Bemrin and Jingles chuckled.“If the assassin can travel with magic, he could be anywhere.Locks and doors won’t keep anyone safe.” Lad finished the last of his scone.“What I want most is to find Kiesha, preferably alive.Hensen has given us some more ideas about where she might hide, and I want them all checked.Dee has a list.I also want everyone to start thinking about who would benefit by Patino’s death, who would order Keisha to murder my wife, and why.”“Yes, Master,” they all said.Mya jerked her head toward Bemrin as she said, “We’re still looking into Patino’s associations.I don’t trust Hensen’s report, since Kiesha was in charge of the investigation.”“She’s absolutely right.” Bemrin nodded in agreement.“I don’t think we should trust anything Hensen told us.”“Then get out there and gather the facts yourself.Add any affiliations with cults or churches to your search of Patino’s associations.If he was killed by a priest, maybe there’s some connection.I’ve got someone looking into his past, but it’ll take time.” Lad looked to Bemrin.“Try not to bring the Royal Guard down on us this time.”“I’ll be more discreet in my inquiries, Master.” Bemrin bowed his head in subservience.Maybe he was learning a little humility.“Do that.” Lad swept the room with his gaze once again.“If there’s nothing else, get to work.”Mya lingered to let the other masters leave first, finishing her pastry before following [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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