Chang Chang walked slowly. It was difficult to see out from under the raggedy hood and difficult to think with the tip of a crossbow bolt shoved into her spine. Tarvin wasn't taking any chances. He kept her close, one hand on the crossbow trigger and the other on her arm to steer her in the right direction.
They were headed back to the Dusk and Dawn. It made sense as a meeting spot for the Watch patrols, especially if they were moving around without their official regalia. Would Kersh be among them? Chang Chang hadn't thought of her friend in days. Her former life seemed nothing more than a distant dream.
They reached an intersection. The pathway to the left ended in collapse, wooden planks floating on the water. The other three paths were intact. Tarvin pointed her to the right. Chang Chang paused to pick her footing and thought she heard the clicking of boots echoing off the planks behind them.
She tried to turn, but Tarvin twisted her arm painfully.
