Chapter Twenty-Nine: PreparationsPedro brought up the pistol, then realised who it was and swore. “Where the hell have you been? And who is that?” He put the pistol back in his waistband.
Klaus grunted as he slid down from the saddle and pulled Alvaro from the back of the horse. He dumped the boy unceremoniously on the ground. “He's one of the village toughs. I found him spying on you.” He turned, setting his jaw hard. “Why haven't you posted a guard?”
Pedro blinked. “A guard? Why the devil do we need a guard? They're peasants and there are not many of them left.”
“There's the mayor. Don't underestimate him.”
Pedro shook his head and stepped over to Alvaro. “What are you going to do with him?”
“Bait.”
“Eh?”
“This ends today, Pedro. I've grown tired of waiting. I'm going to peg this
