Sep 30, 2015 22:54
James stared.
"I do not see a pattern," he said. "Yet." With a finger he traced a line connecting the incidents. "All seem to be steps away from the docks."
Arutha nodded, chin in his hand. "Not something from your former brethren?"
The former thief looked at the Prince. "The Mockers work to maintain a certain balance within the city. Steal here and there, and collect again later. Kill a man and you kill future prizes." He turned back to the map.
"Unless the goal is to place agents in the city..." Arutha waited for a moment as the squire fell silent, and eventually made a gesture.
"I will study this. I get a feeling that this will build up to something." James rubbed the back of his head, trying to relieve that itchy feeling when his 'bump of trouble' started acting up.