He thought for a moment, rapidly putting pieces together, then said: ‘Maslov wasn’t lamaeni. He died like a normal human, and I’m guessing a blow to the head wouldn’t do a lot to people like you.’
Alad nodded confirmation of that.
Konrad continued. ‘Did Myrrolena change you?’
Alad looked down, shaking his head.
‘She didn’t and Maslov couldn’t have. So who was it?’
‘Just because they did not perform the actual procedure, does not absolve them of responsibility,’ Alad snarled.
‘Maslov recruited you.’
Alad snorted. ‘Recruited? You could put it that way. You know why he was so good at his job? He spent a lot of time with the street folk of Ekamet. He used to be on the streets himself, he said, and he offered help. He seemed sincere. Some of us took it.’ He sighed again, and his spirit-f
