“He always said you were the sensible one, too,” pointed out Wirr, his tone dry. He thought for a moment. “The bridge over the Devliss is like a fortress; people get stopped and checked with Finders on both shores, even on a night as busy as tonight. Not to mention that this makeup on our arms won’t stand up to close inspection—we wouldn’t even make it past the Administrators on this side. So the first thing will be to find another way across the river.” Davian raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been here before?”
Red flag
