His throat being a little too dry for him to swallow his saliva, the leader of the caravan coughed out of surprise.
The little investments he made to hire cheap bodyguards went down the sewers with his thoughts to deliver the entirety of his shipment.
"Surely. I'd be glad to hire you." The man replied sourly without asking for a price. Since only him and his men knew the hidden load, he knew it could only be cheaper than his life and his quest.
"Smells like money." Tom commented from the back of the group. He received a nod in reply from his two brothers, confirming the probabilities of the merchants carrying money, or something with the same alloy.
