Meanwhile he had the night to pass as safely as he could. The police search had been called off for now, but there were still too many officers in the streets to make him comfortable, and he had no money to stay at a caravanserai or tavern for the night. If he could only get some sleep and avoid being captured, he could be the most powerful man in all of Parsina by this time tomorrow night.
Roaming through the now-quiet streets, he found an old house that was boarded up and empty. Hakem Rafi broke through the window and curled up to sleep on the bare floor in one corner. Hunger, cold, and loneliness were no strangers to him. Tomorrow they would be banished forever, but he decided he could endure them for one night more.
The problem of leaving Ravan proved much more difficult than Hakem R
