waste! The Basque priest was right. I finally understand the Evil One’s plan. And it is more horrid than I’d ever imagined.”
He began striding off, gesturing for the others to follow. “And he was right about having a second string for our own bow,” he murmured, too softly to be heard by anyone.
Luciano’s Strega moved more cautiously than their leader, if as fast as possible, because they did not want to encounter either Schiopettieri or the new militia. The staves were relatively innocuous-looking, true. But they didn’t need delays just because someone decided they looked threatening as a group. So they’d split into twos and threes, walking perhaps thirty seconds apart. Any troublesome Schiopettieri would soon find himself outnumbered. If there were too many Schiopettieri, the others would melt back and go another way.
Lodovico looked at the roughly bandaged Alessandra. The woman moaned weakly. “We need a doctor who can hold his tongue,” he said grimly.
“Marco,” said Maria immediately.
Kat looked at her sister-in-law and took a deep breath. “He’ll be at Dorma. It’s no use sending a messenger, even if we could find one tonight. Dorma won’t let him come out, not to something that could be a trap.”
Lodovico nodded. “Go. Bring the Valdosta boy here. Bring both of them if you can. It will give me a chance to make the apology I owe to both of
He began striding off, gesturing for the others to follow. “And he was right about having a second string for our own bow,” he murmured, too softly to be heard by anyone.
Luciano’s Strega moved more cautiously than their leader, if as fast as possible, because they did not want to encounter either Schiopettieri or the new militia. The staves were relatively innocuous-looking, true. But they didn’t need delays just because someone decided they looked threatening as a group. So they’d split into twos and threes, walking perhaps thirty seconds apart. Any troublesome Schiopettieri would soon find himself outnumbered. If there were too many Schiopettieri, the others would melt back and go another way.
Lodovico looked at the roughly bandaged Alessandra. The woman moaned weakly. “We need a doctor who can hold his tongue,” he said grimly.
“Marco,” said Maria immediately.
Kat looked at her sister-in-law and took a deep breath. “He’ll be at Dorma. It’s no use sending a messenger, even if we could find one tonight. Dorma won’t let him come out, not to something that could be a trap.”
Lodovico nodded. “Go. Bring the Valdosta boy here. Bring both of them if you can. It will give me a chance to make the apology I owe to both of