With practiced ease, Callisto made her way along the tightly packed maze of crates. Over the last several days, she had spent much of her free time moving dozens of them several inches, creating a tight pathway between them that she could crawl behind while remaining completely hidden.
It didn’t take long before she was positioned on the far left of the hold, as close as she could get to the small group of sailors. To her surprise, two sat with their backs against the crates she was spying from, sharing a bottle of amber liquor.
These two were well known to her already. Alonso and Kadir were their names. Both were from a small coastal town in Spain that she couldn’t recall. They were a simple duo, trying to see the world and earn their keep in it so they never had to return to the poor e
