Chapter 10 COLFAX
Working on the wall, as the Viltresorian guards called it, was a bore. It gave a person a lot of time to think. And think. And think. For someone like Colfax Caprico, thinking was dangerous. All this time staring into the quiet, dark nothingness surrounding Castle Viltresor and waiting for the right moment had taken its toll.
Winter evergreens kept him company as he headed to The Trove at the end of his watch shift. That pine smell was the closest he’d ever been to freedom. The unsigned contract weighed heavier in his satchel than two pieces of parchment should.
Over and over in his mind, he turned his conversations with Gehry and Gwen. Gehry was offering him a chance at the one thing he’d wanted since he first slipped on his Viltresorian uniform, its shiny accents tot
