| "Meet tonight by the place where you came up from the river last winterIf I am not there go on by yourselvesThere are only a handful leftEanna guard you all!"
Then he was gone, sprinting through the square the way they had come, as a cluster of mercenaries began fanning out quickly through the crowd toward themThe man on the ground had not movedCatriana didn't wait to see if he wouldShe cut off the other way as fast as she could runOut of the corner of her eye she saw Sandre at the leather stall watching them, his face loose with shockShe was careful, desperately careful, not to look at him, not to run that wayThat one of them, oh, Triad please be willing, one of them might make it from this place alive and free, with the names known and the dream still carried toward Midsummers's fires
She fake louis vuitton handbag darted down a crowded street and then sharply left at the first crossing into the warren of twisting lanes that made up the oldest quarter of Tregea near the riverOver her head the second stories of houses leaned crazily out towards each other, and what filtered through of the sunlight was completely blocked in places by the enclosed bridges that connected that ramshackle buildings on either side of the street
She looked back and saw four of the mercenaries following her, pounding loudly down the laneOne of them shouted a command to haltIf any of them had a bow, Catriana thought, she was quite likely to die in the next few secondsDodging from side to side she cut to her right down an alleyway and then quickly right again at the first crossing, doubling back the way she had come
There were three names on black chanel bag with white logo on the side Baerd's list here in Tregea, and she knew where two of them might be found, but there was no way she could go to them for succor, not with the Barbadians so close behindShe would have to lose the pursuit herself, if she could, and leave it to Sandre to make the contactOr Baerd, if he survived
She ducked under the flapping ends of someone's wash hanging above the street, and knifed over to her left toward the waterThere were people milling about in the lanes, glancing up with mild curiosity as she went byTheir glances would change in a moment, she knew, when the Barbadians rumbled through after her
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She stumbled going around another corner to her rightEvery moment, every turning, she expected this chaos of lanes to lead her straight back into her pursuersIf they fanned out she was probably finishedA wheelwright's cart blocked the laneShe flattened herself against the wall and sidled sideways pastCame to another crossing of roadsSprinted straight through this time, past half a dozen children playing a skipping game with ropesTurned at the second crossing
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"Saw you in the squareMove, girl!"
She movedAn old woman took her hand and squeezed it, then lifted a hinged counter and Catriana ducked through and dropped to the floor behind itA moment later the hinge swung up again and her heart stopped as a shadow appeared above her holding something long and sharp
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