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Using the rudimentary tradecraft skills Sam had picked up at Camp Perry, they strolled the streets north of the harbor for an hour, doubling back on their path, stepping abruptly into cafés and then out the back door, and generally watching for any signs of pursuit Satisfied they were alone, they hailed a cab and directed the driver to take thee on the Vieux Port

As proer, at a slip in the northwest corner of the harbor they found waiting for theh essentially a er than a phone booth, it ide-beaine It would, they hoped, serve their purposes

Using the key the ered over, Sam undid the padlocked hawser and the lines while Reine He ju the board the mouth of the harbor

Ten minutes later the breakwater appeared off the bow Astern the lights of Marseille, hazy in the rain, reflected off the rippled surface of the water Working to keep up with the droplets streale windshield wiper thumped softly

Beside Re about what Kholkov said” He saw her expression and quickly said, “Not about his offer—about what Bondaruk’s interest is in whatever-it-is He said it was a legacy We know he’s deadly

serious about it, so maybe the answer’s in his family history”

“Good point,” Re a buoy down the Mistral’s port side “We’ll turn Selhts, I mean?”

“Only as far as you’re concerned”

Remi smiled in the darkness, her face di “We’ve been through worse”

“Such as?”

“Well, for starters there was that tial when you insulted that shaman—”

“Forget I asked”

Thirtyfrom the dark ocean a half mile off the bow The château had closed at five thirty and aside froht sky, the island was completely dark

“Doesn’t look as welcoht, does it?” Remi asked

“Not even close”