Chapter 29. What! Why?
"Bah," said the old man, craning his neck to try to get a look at my wrist, then giving up. "I heard you two were looking for someone."
I blinked in surprise and then furrowed my brow. "How'd you hear that?" "The pipes, girl!"
"We tap out messages on the pipes," Zoe said, stepping on the tail end of the man's statement. "We have the fastest gossips in the Tower," she added.
"It's not gossip-information is critical down in the pipes, girl," the old man admonished, pulling himself out from the narrow gap with two skinny arms. "And you shouldn't peer down your nose at the ways of your people, especially when those ways save lives."
Zoe flushed, her cheeks bronzing over, and I recognized the frustrated look, having worn it myself a time or two. "Sir, did you see
