CHAPTER 14
PERRIGAUL“It makes sense for the vault to be directly below the trophy room,” Miriam said. “Logistically. It’s just easier. Take one out, put one away. And, you know, the camping over the entrance.”
Perrigaul remained unconvinced. A male that greedy would have fled the planet at the first sign of trouble. Why had he chosen to protect his material possessions at the expense of his life? It made no sense, unless he had not had the opportunity to flee and his body had been positioned in the trophy room as a final act of revenge.
Yes. That made sense.
He and Vasha cleared the floor enough to reveal the entire pattern inlaid into the floor. Mer’len had been moved unceremoniously into a pile at the edge of the room. Vasha worked with unusual concentration, his quills pressed flat
