Chapter sixteen
An armorer raises an echoThe argument erupted into a rip-roaring row.
“But we’re partners, Jak!”
“Yes. But—”
“The animals are sold. There is nothing to detain us here. I do not like the Jikhorkdun—”
“No more do I!”
“Well, then! What ails you, Jak? Let us clear out. I have good suppliers lined up and we can fetch in a fresh consignment—”
“What about your cage-voller?”
Unmok lifted his upper left and middle right. His upper right held a goblet of cheap wine.
“Not yet. I do not have the cash. But our money is safe with Avec Parlin, who has banking connections—”
“Yes, yes. But—”
“And this voyage will see it, Jak. It will! Then we can buy a cage-voller and set up properly in business.”
“I thought you were giving up? What was the last scheme — totrix breeding in Hakla
