"Master Calon," said Anji without preamble. "I am skeptical that you can accomplish your goals in the face of such difficulties. I doubt you can. And I doubt I am willing to risk my men, who rely on me to command them wisely and prudently. But perhaps you can give me a little more information."

"Go on," said Calon, with a glance at Mai that revealed nothing except, perhaps, a shiver of curiosity, of hope.

Eliar turned the silver bracelets that ringed his forearms, restless as he shifted from one foot to the other and back again. He seemed like a child who wants to speak but is trying to hold its tongue.

"Three things. First, what manner and number of soldiers serve the council of Olossi? What resistance will we face in helping you overturn the Greater Houses? Second, if we ride north, and return with the information you ask for, where do you advise us to go afterward? Gold is not enough. We wish to settle in a safe region nearby where my men might also find wives and sufficient pastureland to support herds."

Eliar coughed, bracelets jangling as he shook his arms impatiently.

Calon nodded with a grim smile. "We are both desperate men, and dangerous for being desperate. Olossi has lived in peace for a long time and we have gone fat and lazy. Kotaru's ordinands do most of our border guarding these days. You saw what came of that! By custom, any adult in Olossi is expected to lift a spear in defense of the city, but in truth we can call on no more than five hundred militiamen should it come to that. More could be called out of the countryside-many more…" He paused. All looked inland, as he did. That torch still stuck its stubborn path along the road, heading for the city."… but most of them untrained and inexperienced. We are sheep, ripe for the slaughter. We can't protect ourselves against a real attack, in force, in numbers. And that's what I fear." His voice fell to a whisper, and darkened. "That's what I truly fear. As for the other, were you and your company to ride into the Barrens, and break up into smaller groups, you could find villages that would welcome more hands. It's sparsely settled, especially along the west shore of the Olo'o Sea, in the valley of the River Ireni, and in the West Olo uplands against the mountains of Heaven's Ridge. There's decent pasturing-it's not good for much else-and plenty of land unspoken for in the high reaches. Your men might even find wives there, for I've heard rumors in recent months that young men all around are leaving for the north country to find work and promises of gold, and never come home again. I can't guarantee you'll be welcomed there, but I can guarantee that if you form this alliance with us, the council will give you a legal right to settle in this region. What was the third thing?"

"We met a reeve at the border. He'd heard news of these troubles along West Spur, although he did not tell me how he had come by this information. He asked for our aid in tracking down the bandits, and we helped him. He left us on the road because he wanted to visit Argent Hall. After that, he was supposed to come here to Olossi ahead of us, to speak in our favor and preside over the arrest of the border captain, the one who died untimely. This reeve called himself Joss."

"Heya!" cried Eliar.

"Hush, cub! Let him finish!"

Anji's gaze sharpened; he was not accustomed to being interrupted. He coughed, and went on. "He rode an eagle whose name was Scar. Have you any news of him? Because it seems he has gone missing."

"Argent Hall, eh?" Calon scratched his chin. "Maybe he changed his mind and flew back north. People do that, quit themselves of any claim to duty."

Anji shook his head. "Perhaps, but he would have left word. He would have let us know the change of plans. He is a man of honor. He said he would meet us at Olossi. He did not."

Meanwhile, Eliar was rolling his eyes and waggling his hands like a madman, although both of the other men ignored him.

"You're stubborn on this point," said Calon. "For you spoke of it in council as well."

"It's a point of honor."

"I surely know nothing of this reeve, except for what rumor your comments caused after the council meeting."

"Let him speak," said Mai, almost laughing.

Eliar did not wait for permission. "It's true a reeve did come to Olossi a few days back. Legate Joss was the name he went by."

"How did you hear of this?" demanded Calon. "I never did!"

"That clerk who was recently assigned to work in Fortune Square at the council hall-"

"One of your flirts?" asked Calon with a laugh.

"She's a friend to my sister," he said with an unexpected bite.

"Begging your pardon, cub," said Calon hastily. "No offense to your sister intended."

Eliar fixed his sharp gaze on Anji. "Before I met up with Master Calon to come out here tonight, I related the events of the council to my sister. This clerk is a friend of hers. My sister told me in strictest confidence that her friend had confided to her that this reeve was arrested and taken to Assizes Tower. The clerk who witnessed his arrest is afraid she'll be imprisoned in Assizes Tower herself if she speaks of what she saw. She's that frightened. There were a number of witnesses to the arrest, folk waiting that morning for council desk to open, but even so, she fears to speak of it, because she heard his name."

"How long ago?" asked Anji.

Eliar shut his eyes briefly, as if counting, then opened them. "Five days back. My sister said that her friend said he was a handsome man, I remember that particularly. That she'd been quite taken with him, and thus triply shocked that he'd been hauled away, thinking she'd been fool enough to flirt with a criminal. He was accused of murder."

"That's him," said Mai.

"A murderer?" asked Calon.

She flushed. "No. He's the kind women flirt with on short acquaintance."

"Who was he accused of murdering?" asked Anji.

Eliar shrugged. "A captain, she said. A captain guarding the southern border."

"Captain Beron." Anji nodded. "Five days back, Reeve Joss was arrested, it seems. Three days ago, Captain Beron was still alive. Before the dart stung his eye. So tell me, Mai, how could Reeve Joss have been arrested for a murder that hadn't yet been committed?" He extended a hand, gestured, and Mai tossed him a gold coin, which he caught deftly. "He was arrested for a crime someone else was planning to commit, someone who discovered that Captain Beron's operation was discovered, and that Beron himself had been arrested. Yet no man or woman left our caravan between the border and Olossi, none except Reeve Joss."

"They betrayed him!" cried Eliar.

"So it seems, and another man besides," said Anji. "Captain Beron was alive yesterday morning, and was dead by the time we reached the gate. Who killed him, and why?"

Master Calon shook his head, like a weary ox trying to shake away a pestering swarm of flies. "This grows deeper and darker," he muttered.

"Truly," agreed Anji, "since this man called Captain Waras was wearing, around his neck, the very bone whistle which we had previously seen in the possession of Reeve Joss. Without it, I think, the reeve has no way to call his eagle. How can a man be freed from Assizes Tower?"

Calon shook his head. "Assizes Tower was once the responsibility of the Guardians. After they were lost, the reeves came to sit in authority over the courts. Now even that measure of justice is lost. The Greater Council rules at its whim."

"This reeve is not the only prisoner in Assizes Tower," said Eliar with a frown. "All the criminals are taken there. Yet I know-as do you-of a well-respected man who vanished after he claimed that the Greater Houses were involved in a conspiracy, that they'd allied with unnamed villains out of the north. He's not been seen since. He was murdered."

"Hush, now, cub. That's gossip, nothing proven. He was known to be of an envious, restless nature, an Air-touched Rat, and worse besides, if you take my meaning."