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The night was Veelk’s ally. Even if his tall, broad-shouldered body stood out as much as in the daytime, with the darkness promising more threat than safety, both honest people and ne’er-do-wells knew better than to bother a cloaked figure, so at least he had a chance of leaving Kaighal unnoticed as long as he kept to the back alleys. A grimace spoiled his face at the memory of the encounter earlier in the day. The scrawny little rat couldn’t have been anyone important, but he must have known enough of Veelk if he’d decided to follow him. At least Veelk handled the matter before the informant slipped away, but there was always a possibility that someone else saw Veelk in the streets.
He shrugged that thought off. Until he walked into Yoreus or Ryell, neither would believe some opportu
