The mood is weirdly quiet down by the harbor. Reflections from the light-filled twilight sky sparkle on the surface of the inlet waters. Citizens are still reveling in the town square, planning, rejoicing, some of them praying in gratitude for the deliverance of their city. But as dusk merges into evening, it seems that no one as yet has turned their attention to the boats at anchor in the sheds.
When David and Bianca approach the waterfront, all seems undisturbed. The doors are shut, the windows closed, with no sign of anyone inside the sheds. Still, Bianca urges caution. David remembers the window he had found slightly ajar the day he and Sokar encountered each other inside the building. Bianca follows David to the side of the shed and, sure enough, the same window is partly open. They
