Chapter 10
Here we are, back enjoying the Brotherhood’s hospitality. I’m not happy about it in the least, but at least we’re not in that freaky shadow world. “We” are the remains of Count Fantabuloso’s organization, Raven, and me. The mimes picked me up while I was searching the area around the thrift store—by the time I’d gotten back there was no sign of the attackers anyway, just the bodies of a few surprised esquires and a ton of property damage. On the basis of “any port in a storm,” the Count’s negotiated a deal where his surviving barons and esquires get asylum. When they found out the Goth was behind that steamroller offensive, the Count-Brotherhood relationship soon became a great deal cozier.
Not many of the Count’s men survive. Each safe house and weapons cache was hit simultan
