The dead ones. The van.
Sabienn turned to face the van and walk back to Lady Ramm. As he moved to her, there was a sudden realization among the police officers as to who was here.
“As if Luck couldn’t strike twice,” called Geel with deference, as he bent to his knee before the woman. “Lady Ramm.”
The officers forgot their squabble as they all went to take a knee. Not feeling the same reverence, Sabienn now stood before Myranda Ramm with Bray. “Your indulgence, Ma’am. We seek our brothers,” said Sabienn solemnly.
“I have winged men,” she said blankly. “Their bodies lie still.” She moved closer to Sabienn. “Pull them out by their feet. They’ve been stinking up the van. Use a hose to clean off the smell.”
Feeling a burst of rage, Sabienn had to contain himself. Bray was quick to realize
