,Geels.Tellthemtoshoot.”
“Kaz—”saidJespernervously.
“Goon.Findyourballsandgivetheorder.”
WhatgamewasKazplaying?Hadheexpectedthis?HadhejustassumedInejwouldfindherway
totheguardsintime?
Sheglanceddownagain.Geelsradiatedanticipation.Hetookadeepbreath,puffingouthischest.
Inej’sstepsfaltered,andshehadtofightnottogoslidingstraightofftheedgeoftheroof. He’sgoing todoit.I’mgoingtowatchKazdie.
“Fire!”Geelsshouted.
Agunshotsplittheair.BigBolligerletlooseacryandcrumpledtotheground.
“Damn it!” shouted Jesper, dropping to one knee beside Bolliger and pressing his hand to the bulletwoundasthebigmanmoaned.“Youworthlesspodge!”heyelledatGeels.“Youjustviolated neutralterritory.”
“Nothingtosayyoudidn’tshootfirst,”Geelsreplied.“Andwho’sgoingtoknow?Noneofyou
arewalkingoutofhere.”
Geels’voicesoundedtoohigh.Hewastryingtomaintainhiscomposure,butInejcouldhearpanic pulsingagainsthiswords,thestartledwingbeatofafrightenedbird.Why?Momentsbeforehe’dbeen allbluster.
ThatwaswhenInejsawKazstillhadn’tmoved.“Youdon’tlookwell,Geels.”
“I’mjustfine,”hesaid.Buthewasn’t.Helookedpaleandshaky.Hiseyesweredartingrightand leftasifsearchingtheshadowedwalkwayoftheroof.
“Areyou?”Kazaskedconversationally.“Thingsaren’tgoingquiteasplanned,arethey?”
“Kaz,”Jespersaid.“Bolliger ’sbleedingbad—”
“Good,”Kazsaidignoringhim.
“Kaz,heneedsamedik!”
Kazsparedthewoundedmanthebarestglance.“Whatheneedstodoisstophisbellyachingandbe gladIdidn’thaveHolsttakehimdownwithaheadshot.”
Evenfromabove,InejsawGeelsflinch.
“That’s the guard’s name, isn’t it?” Kaz asked. “Willem Holst and Bert Van Daal – the two city guardsondutytonight.TheonesyouemptiedtheBlackTips’cofferstobribe?”
Geelssaidnothing.
“Willem Holst,” Kaz said loudly, his voice floating up to the roof, “likes to gamble almost as muchasJesperdoes,soyourmoneyheldalotofappeal.ButHolsthasmuchbiggerproblems–let’s call them urges. I won’t go into detail. A secret’s not like coin. It doesn’t keep its value in the spending. You’ll just have to trust me when I say this one would turn even your stomach. Isn’t that right,Holst?”
The response was another gunshot. It struck the cobblestones near Geels’ feet. Geels released a shockedbleatandsprangback.
This time Inej had a better chance to track the origin of the gunfire. The shot had come from somewherenearthewestsideofthebuilding.IfHolstwasthere,thatmeanttheotherguard–BertVan Daal – would be on the east side. Had Kaz managed to neutralise him, too? Or was he counting on her?Shespedoverthegables.
“Justshoothim,Holst!”Geelsbellowed,desperationsawingathisvoice.“Shoothiminthehead!”
Kaz snorted in disgust. “Do you really think that secret would die with me? Go on, Holst,” he called. “Put a bullet in my skull. There will be messengers sprinting to your wife and your watch captain’sdoorbeforeIhittheground.”
Noshotcame.
“How?”Geelssaidbitterly.“Howdidyouevenknowwhowouldbeondutytonight?Ihadtopay
throughthegillstogetthatroster.Youcouldn’thaveoutbidme.”
“Let’ssaymycurrencycarriesmoresway.”
“Moneyismoney.”
“Itradeininformation,Geels,thethingsmendowhentheythinknooneislooking.Shameholds morevaluethancoinevercan.”
Hewasgrandstanding,Inejsawthat,buyinghertimeassheleapedovertheslateshingles.
“Areyouworryingaboutthesecondguard?GoodoldBertVanDaal?”Kazasked.“Maybehe’sup
thererightnow,wonderingwhatheshoulddo.Shootme?ShootHolst?OrmaybeIgottohim,too, and he’s getting ready to blow a hole in your chest, Geels.” He leaned in as if he and Geels were sharingagreatsecret.“WhynotgiveVanDaaltheorderandfindout?”
Geelsopenedandclosedhismouthlikeacarp,thenbellowed,“VanDaal!”
Just as Van Daal parted his lips to answer, Inej slipped up behind him and placed a blade to his throat.She’dbarelyhadtimetopickouthisshadowandslidedowntherooftiles.Saints,Kazlikedto