Chapter 49
The inside of Deble’s home was much the same as the outside, a slanting ceiling that listed to the side hard enough Elias had to stoop to get Mila into the back room the physician lead him to, and a space so crowded with wicker arrangements that he sent more than a single basket skittering across the floor in his hurry. The table in the center room lay cluttered with colored glass bottles, the labels stretched across them with the same scrawling hand in a foreign language Elias couldn’t begin to guess at. Deble let Sven and Elias do the bulk of maneuvering the unconscious Mila to the room he’d pointed out once they were past the door, worrying instead over the woman’s wrist and checking his findings against a timepiece that he pulled from his pocket.
He only addressed Elias o
