An uncomfortable silence lingered.
Farius said, oblivious to the tension, “I don’t think we’re going to find a trace of the killer tonight. It’s much too dark, and he’s been gone a long time. Maybe even went into the other direction.”
“I agree,” Orsan said.
“Yes, let’s go.” Sady’s heart pounded. Interrogations were not his favourite. Orsan had been with him for a long time. He should be trustworthy.
“Home?” Farius asked.
“Yes. Lead the way,” Sady said.
Farius uncovered the light and he and Orsan started walking.
At that moment, there was a muffled shout that came not from Lady Armaine’s yard, but from the other side of the alley.
Sady stopped and whispered, “Orsan!” as loudly as he dared, and gestured for them to come back.
But Orsan and Farius had walked down the alley and didn’t
