Chapter 37 – Climbing
On the opposite side of the promontory, Calael worked his way up the cliff.
Getting to the north end of the city had been easy enough. It was the “stealth” part that had proved a little more difficult. That admiral's daughter must have told her father about the intruder, because it seemed like every Reliant Swayed to Quaecius or Rotholius was now out looking for the mysterious Felid assassin. Gangs of them took to the streets, darting their black eyes in all directions and brandishing their plasma pistols with nervous gray hands. Patrol cars zoomed here and there, making traffic worse and keeping the locals on edge.
Calael paid them little mind. They were an annoyance, but not really a threat. He avoided them when possible and killed them when necessary. Unfortunat
