I walked around the front with the two men I had just released from slavery, but they were quiet. I was sure this was all a lot for them to take in.
Foster had stayed behind; he said he had to deal with his final customer, and then he would be ready to go this evening. I would have a chat with his shadow after to find out where he went.
I could talk to the shades of people as long as I knew their names, but they could only tell me the locations that they had been. That was usually more than helpful, especially in situations like this.
Once we were back to the front of the building, I headed inside with the men following me. Tom was talking with Annie, and both of them were smiling, which seemed promising.
I walked over to where Dorthy was cleaning off a table, and she smiled at me.
