“But Paffin is beyond reproach,” Bradel said, “I can assure you, despite your concerns that he already knew of the Cadre. He is an honourable and true friend, and knew nothing of my plans to seek refuge in Par Beguine.”
“It is not a question of trusting him, but rather that they might overhear.”
Bradel thought and nodded. “Very well. Although I believe I can ask him indirectly, if you agree?”
Oscar looked at Vaasi-Vee, who was leafing through bindings.
She shrugged. “We have nothing else to go on.”
“But we risk losing the only advantage we have,” said Oscar.
She put the book down. “These Dark Alchemists are ruthless, Oscar. We have seen that. They wield sorcery, for collar’s sakes. I think that any advantage we have will eventually become about as effective as battling a mouse plague
