CHAPTER 21
I stepped outside. Cool air filled my lungs. The tavern door closed behind me with a hollow thud. Street torches provided minimal light, but thin clouds backlit by a glowing moon helped. I heard boots scuff on loose stones, and looked to my left where the sound came from. Two men appeared, sending a layer of evening fog into silent, angry eddies. While using more stealth, peripherally I noticed more movement from the right. There were the other three men.
The five of them surrounded me.
I stood still for a moment and concentrated on my breathing, kept it calm and balanced. In. Out.
I walked.
I wasn’t headed anywhere in particular.
The two men on the left stepped in front of me. I’d either have to walk wide around them, or stop.
It was evident they wanted trouble and was a
