"Batoor?" Jack stared at him. "I thought you were dead!" Unable to hide his pleasure, he lunged forward, grabbing hold of Batoor"s upper arms. "How are you? What are you doing here?"
Jack"s initial surge of pleasure faded at sight of the red cord tied around Batoor"s right arm.
"I am watching you crawling around." Batoor pulled back his Khyber knife without replacing it in the scabbard. "You are a brave man, Windrush. Not many would place their heads in the tiger"s mouth. I heard that you had escaped from Gulbaz at Torkrud." He nodded, stepping back slightly. "I did not know you were with Chamberlain Sahib until a few days ago." He grinned. "Once I learned you were with Chamberlain Sahib, I set this trap for you."
"For me?"
"Probyn Sahib would come with all his horsemen. Only Windrush
