“And will you give us Gondo back?” Nogna asked.
“If you agree to stay here tonight, yes.” I hadn’t planned on taking him up to Sandpoint, but they didn’t need to know that.
A male I recognized as the shaman who’d helped the goblin escape the night before appeared, trotting out of the darkness, and ran up to whisper something to Nogna. Hopefully not that I was heinous and couldn’t be trusted because I’d shot his buddy. He’d filled my calves with thorns first.
“I see. I had wondered about that.” Nogna considered me.
I shifted my weight, fingered my car keys, and silently urged her to agree to my terms.
“You assisted goblins to the west not long ago.” It didn’t sound like a question.
“The ones being chased by hunters?” I hadn’t had any other dealings with goblins recently. “Yes.”
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