Chapter 2Friedrich met with the mayor the next day, as he had promised Nathan. Tomas had to wake him just before noon; he’d slept a full day after Pru had left him, deeply and nearly dreamlessly. Wanting both to give Nathan as much time as possible and to wash the months without a proper bathing facility from his skin, Friedrich insisted on a decently-long soak in Tomas’ best bathtub, before he dressed in clothing that hadn’t spent a month shoved into his pack and headed to the town hall.
Lucky, Mayor Rafael didn’t want much. “Any problems to report?” he asked searchingly when Friedrich settled in the chair in front of his desk.
Friedrich shook his head. “All went off without a hitch, sir,” he said, biting back a dirty joke at the sight of the checkbook on the mayor’s desk. “His name is
