Chapter 33
Karl jumped to his feet at Walton's words, glad to have something to do. Despite what he did for a living, or maybe because of it, he hated being in a room with so much tension. Especially when he'd made it so much worse with his little suggestion.
That kind of suggestion would get him fired and possibly locked up at the Columns himself back in Waldron's Gate. Hell, being off Crumble for nearly a week now would probably do the trick if word got out. But once the idea had taken shape in his mind, he'd known it was the only way to get information out of the boy.
His stomach rolled over at the idea of causing such distress, even to a criminal like Rullin.
The noise of the crowd died as soon as he opened the door, with every face turned his way. Karl kept walking, hoping no one
