Zach got another visitor the next day. It was someone he had neither hoped nor expected would arrive, but it was someone he liked seeing anyway. It was Derot.
Zach naturally invited him inside and offered him something to eat and drink. Derot wasn't interested in Zach's refreshments. He was there on business.
"Zach," he said with a heavy voice. Zach had already expected something heavy based on Derot's expression and gaunt look, but the way he said his name all but confirmed that he came bearing bad news.
"Yeah?"
"Word on the street is that you are a traitor."
"I'm not, but…"
