But the home address wasn’t enough for some reason. Why wouldn’t an assassin be able to get in and kill her at home?” “Wards?” “What?” “Barriers or alarms made using the mental sciences,” Sicarius said. “A Turgonian businesswoman who knows magic?” she asked skeptically. Sicarius held up the thick rolls of paper. “These are the plat maps for the industrial and business sections. If you have the name of her business—” “Businesses. She owns more than a dozen in her name, and there are
