“This is the one, then. Honest. But I need those names.” “If it’s so, it’s so.” Chains leaned backward and stretched, grunting in satisfaction as his back creaked and popped. “I’ll get them for you tonight.” “And I’ll need some money.” “Ah. Well, I expected that. Take what you need from the vault and mark it on the ledger. Screw around with it, though …” “I know. Lead ingots; screaming; death.” “Something like that. You’re a little on the small side, but I suppose Jessaline might learn a thing or two from your corpse anyway.”
