"I wasn't sure at first, but it's getting harder to deny." Kit takes your elbow and steers you down the street, keeping one eye on the path behind you. There's no need to drop her voice. You are alone in the street, or at least it appears that way. "Things have been happening all over the city."
"People have been talking about it in the theater," you say. "Attributing every misfortune to a curse."
"There's more to it than that," Kit says. She stops and regards you seriously. "There have been people who died under strange circumstances. There have been a couple of fires and a whole bunch of unexplained accidents. There's not just one place or one person it's happening to. It's been all over the city since Midwinter. All of the guards know, though some won't admit it."