Crade and his passenger now hated me forever but at least this was over. This plan, however, necessitated a shake-up that put me and Sammann in Ferman Beller’s vehicle with Arsibalt. The three of us would navigate. Lio and a Hundreder moved to Cord’s fetch to balance the load; they would follow. Ganelial Crade sprayed us with loose rocks as he gunned his fetch out into the open. “That man behaves so much like the villain in a work of literature, it’s almost funny,” Arsibalt observed. “Yes,” said one of the Hundreders, “it’s as if he’d never heard of foreshadowing.”
