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Cat didn’t consider it necessary to keep out of sight once over the river, and when he saw the group of bodies congregating in the path ahead he smiled—Rannall had clearly seen his approach.
“Well, that proves one thing,” Cat said as he shook the man’s hand. “We both still understand the messages.”
“And a good thing too,” Rannall said. “Could do with a little help.”
“Any way I can serve. Do we have time to catch up?”
Rannall shrugged. “I’d say we deserve a break. Right, Fuego?”
The man Rannall turned to frowned, then nodded.
And so, with this motley g**g lounging on the odd rocks by the side of the path—Rannall introduced them all, and Cat recalled some of the names from previous conversations—they caught up.
Cat told them of his original plan, to put the northern
