“Not yet, but I’m hoping this might help.” Though I’m dying to thumb through the pages in search of clues, I tuck the book into my cloak pocket. Not a moment later, Thorne reappears at my side, pulling me off the plank seat. “Time to go. Good to meet you, Royce. Don’t worry, Axton and I will make certain your food pantry stays open, the constables and merchants don’t threaten you any longer, and everyone has enough to eat.”
