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Do not open the box!
Oh. Yeah. Might be demons were willing to kill for it. It must contain something special. Maybe something dangerous.
“Right. I was distracted. Wondering why we haven’t heard from the tin whistles yet.”
An excellent question.
The red tops, the tin whistles, the Civil Guard, jump onto any excitement like a cat onto a herd of mice.
Be confident we will hear from them soon. Meantime, please bring the box so that I may make a more intimate examination.
Singe said, “Put it where they won’t think that it might have something to do with the attack.”
Yes. Of course.
“I should start my track before they get here. Otherwise, it could be tomorrow before I can get away.”
Good point. The red tops, with the Specials even worse, can be intrusive and obstructive.
John Stretch said, “Hide your weapon. They see that, they will lock everyone up.”
For sure. Our protectors don’t want us able to fight back.
SINGE AND DOLLAR DA
N, WITH PENNY TAGGING ALONG, DID GET GONE before the Civil Guard arrived. I wasn’t thrilled about Penny going, but the Dead Man backed her up. I couldn’t argue with that.
John Stretch and I made tea, hovered over Dean, and waited. I asked, “How come you turned up so fast?”
“We keep an eye on the place.”
“You do?”
“Dollar Dan does, mostly. But there is always someone.”
“He’s wasting the emotion.”
“You know. I know. Even Dan knows. But I will not stick my nose in.”
“Probably best we don’t.”
“So Dan was watching when you showed up, which was a sure sign that something was about to happen.”
“Hey!”
“Does anything happen when you are not here?”
“Purely circumstantial.”
“No. Purely Singe. She sensibly sticks to high-margin, nontoxic projects like looking for lost pets and missing wives, and forensic accounting. She does not get tangled up with the undead, mad gods, or crazed sorcerers until you come around.”
He might have some basis for his argument. But it’s not like I go looking for weird. Bizarro comes looking for me.
The Guard are here and Doctor Harmer is approaching.
“And there you go,” the ratman said. “You picked a family physician named Harmer.”
“I did not. Singe did because he’ll treat rat people, too.”
