up this job," Spyder said, downing his whiskey in a gulp.
"Thanks for inviting me along, bro. " Lulu, too, swallowed her whiskey and gave an exaggerated shake of her shoulders.
"Primo, did Madame Cinders tell anyone about trying to retrieve her book?" asked Shrike.
"Not that I know of. "
"How many people knew she had the book in the first place?"
"A great many. Every truly powerful practitioner of magic in all the Spheres knows about the book of true names. "
"Did Bel say why he wanted the book?"
"No, maam. In fact, I dont think he knows what it was. He just kept offering more and more gold. I got the distinct impression that he was acting on behalf of someone else. Perhaps behind his familys back. "
"Did he say that?" asked Spyder, pouring himself and Lulu more whiskey. Shrike and Primo werent drinking theirs, but, Spyder noted, seemed to take some comfort in simply holding the glasses.
"No. He was very evasive. "
"So, youre just guessing. "
"Im observing. Im a traveler. We learn to read people or we dont survive. "
"No offense, man," said Spyder.
"None taken, sir. "
"What do we do now?" Spyder asked Shrike.
She finally drank her whiskey, in two long gulps. "Sail on," she said. "Quickly. The sooner we reach the Kasla Mountains, the better. "
"The young prince is still attached to the bow," said Primo.
"Get him off and get us out of here," Shrike said.
"Right away. "
"So, the plan is we run real fast and hope they dont pounce on us like a cat on a baby chick?" asked
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