Chapter 5
The Slick Apok strikes me as the kind of place that rents room by the hour, so I’m sure I was horribly overcharged for the full night, but the money Deacon Verily gave me was more than enough to cover it. I’d rather not stay here, but it’s the only place that Paules knows to look for me, and Verily might still keep his word. At least the moaning and screaming from the other rooms stopped a few hours before dawn. The sobbing didn’t, which was more disturbing, but not my business.
I’d slept on my backpack, but I still check to make sure nothing was stolen during the night—it wasn’t—and head downstairs. A few patrons are still passed out on the tables.
The Apok’s classier than I thought. Most establishments would have frisked them for anything valuable, then tossed them out in th
