It wasn’t long before he found what he was looking for: a silk cord tied carefully to an eyelet screwed close to the edge on the underside of the pier. He couldn’t see where the cord ended because it ran down and around the limb of the Tower, but he was sure it led to the Baths. The Red Hand had had a long and treacherous climb up, but a quick slide back down. Senlin set a hook knife to the cord and snipped the line. One thing was certain: Someone in the Port of Goll had tied the line and let it out. Someone in New Babel was conspiring with the commissioner.
