The Broken Hourglass Weekly Update
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It's a long slow slog up to those hills, the street is starting to catch puddles in its edges and soon enough the foot traffic will wear it muddy all up and down this road. But for now it just tamps down the dust and the air is clear and fresh for the first time in days. At long last, I find the house I'm looking for, the one with the hedges that need trimming and the front wall with the unmended crack. I put a hand on the gate and rattled it lightly in its frame. I can't see much beyond it, all tall walls and narrow gates. A tall man, broader than Knock, comes from the right. His bulk blocks the whole of the entryway and he blinks down at me blank-faced.
"I work for Philokales," I say, which is mostly the truth. "I have some information he might be interested in."
"What?"
I could stand here and refuse I guess, insist on talking only to the big man himself. I didn't walk up here to argue with a brick wall. "Tell him, Larius is dead and Klavel is here to ask what he wants to do about it."
