Chapter 5:
“Continue over the tracks, her ship is farther south.” Carl held his hat as the wind picked up close to the bay.
Sigmund had screwed his hat down tight—his experience while riding in Bessie had long proven the advantage of a tight-fitting hat. The horse never slowed over the train tracks. It was easy to spot the three decaying masts over the low-slung warehouses. “We will be there soon, anything I should know?”
“None that I can think of. You have met members of her family before, right?” Carl glanced over at him.
“I met her twin brothers and her father. I’ve never been here… How many are there in the warren?”
“I’ve never counted, but they disguise themselves as children. Most of the children you spot stealing around the city, and Lord only knows how many under the streets i
