The Book of Jhereg (78 page)

Those were the three groups I saw around me, and it came to me then, as I imagined Franz looking at me with an expression that oozed sincerity as a festering wound oozes pus, that I had to decide where I fit.

Well, I certainly wasn’t with the third group. I could only kill individuals, not whole societies. I have a high opinion of my own abilities, but it isn’t so high that I’m willing to destroy an entire society on the strength of an opinion, nor would I be willing to set up thousands of people to be slaughtered if I was wrong. When someone messed up my life—as had happened before and would happen again—I took it personally. I wasn’t ready to blame it on something as nebulous as a society and try to arouse the population to destroy it for me. I took it as it was; someone messing up my life, to be dealt with using a clean, simple dagger. No, I wasn’t about to find myself with Kelly’s people.

The second group? No; I had earned what I had, and no one was going to make me feel guilty about having it, not even the Franz that my subconscious dredged up in a futile effort to torment me. Those who wallowed in guilt they hadn’t earned deserve no better than they gave themselves.

I had once been part of the first group, and perhaps I still was, but now I didn’t like the idea.
They
were the people I had hated so long. Not Dragaerans, but those who lorded it over the rest of us, and displayed their wealth, culture and education like a club they could beat us with.
They
were my enemies, even if I’d spent most of my life unaware of it.
They
were the ones I wanted to show that I could come up out of nowhere and make something of myself. And how surprised they had been when I did so!

Yet I couldn’t, even now, consider myself one of them. Maybe I was, but I couldn’t make myself believe it. Only once in my life have I truly hated myself, and that was when Herth broke me and made me face the fact that there was more to life than the will to succeed; that sometimes, no matter how hard he tries, there are things a man
can’t
succeed at, because the forces around him are stronger than he is. That was the only time I’d hated myself. To put myself into the first group would be to hate myself again, and I couldn’t do that.

So, where did that leave me? Everywhere and nowhere. On the outside, looking in. Unable to help, unable to hinder; a commentator on the theatrics of life.

Did I believe that? I wondered, but no answer came forth. On the other hand, I was certainly having an effect on Kelly. Herth, too, for that matter. That might have to be enough for me. I noticed that the air had become chilly, and I realized that I was calmer now and that I should go somewhere safe.

Since I was already at Malak Circle, I stopped in at the office and said hello to a few people who were still working. Melestav was in. I said, “Don’t you ever go home?”

“Yeah, well, things are popping right now, and if I don’t keep things organized these bozos will screw everything up.”

“Herth is still trying to get us?”

“Here and there. The big news is that the Empire has moved into South Adrilankha.”

“
What?
”

“About an hour ago, a whole Company of Phoenix Guards came in and just occupied the place as if it were an Eastern city.”

I stared at him. “Was anyone hurt?”

“A few score of Easterners were killed or injured, I guess.”

“Kelly?”

“No, none of his people were hurt. They moved, remember.”

“That’s right. What reason did the Empire give?”

“Disturbances, that kind of thing. Isn’t this what you were expecting?”

“Not this quickly, or in that much force, or with anyone killed.”

“Yeah, well you know Phoenix Guards. They hate dealing with Easterners anyway.”

“Yeah. Do you have Kelly’s new address?”

He nodded and scribbled it out on a piece of paper. I glanced at it and saw that I could find the place; it was only a few blocks from the old one.

“Oh, by the way,” said Melestav, “Sticks wants to see you. He was thinking
tomorrow, but he’s still hanging around in case you came in this evening. Should I get him?”

“Oh, all right. Send him in.”

I wandered into my office and sat down. A few minutes later Sticks showed up. He said, “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

I said, “Sure.”

He said, “You know Bajinok?”

I said, “Yeah.”

“He wanted me to help set you up. You said you like to know about these things.”

I nodded. “I do. Okay, you got a bonus coming.”

“Thanks.”

“When did he talk to you?”

“About an hour ago.”

“Where?”

“The Flame.”

“Who was with you?”

“No one.”

“Okay. Be careful.”

Sticks mumbled something and walked out. I blinked. Was I beyond being shocked or frightened? Or was I too far gone to care? No, I cared. I hoped nothing would happen to him. He’d also been the one to identify Quaysh, and between the two things that could make him a real juicy target.

In fact, an irresistible target.

And why would they wait? An hour ago, he said? This wasn’t an especially difficult piece of work, and Herth had people on his payroll who did the simple cutthroat things because it was part of their jobs.

I stood up. “Melestav!”

“Yeah, boss?”

“Has Sticks left?”

“I think so.”

I cursed and sprinted through the building after him. A little voice in my head said, “Set-up,” and I wondered. I opened the door and Loiosh flew out ahead of me. I stepped out onto the street, and looked around.

Well, yes and no.

I mean, it
was
a set-up, but I wasn’t the one being set up. I saw Sticks, and I saw the form coming quickly up behind him. I yelled, “Sticks!” and he turned and stepped to the side as a shadowy figure lurched toward him and stumbled. There was a dull thud as Sticks nailed the assassin with a club, and the latter fell to the ground. It was only then that I realized I’d thrown a knife. I came up to them.

Sticks retrieved my knife from the back of the individual on the ground before us, wiped it on the fellow’s cloak, and handed it to me. I caused it to vanish. “Did you shine him?”

Sticks shook his head. “He’ll be all right, I think, if he wakes up before he bleeds to death. Should we get him off the street?”

“No. Leave him here. I’ll have Melestav let Bajinok know he’s here, and they can do their own clean-up.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it. Be careful, all right?”

“All right.” He shook his head. “I sometimes wonder why I’m in this business.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Me, too.”

I went back inside and gave Melestav the necessary orders. He didn’t seem surprised, but then I haven’t surprised him since the time I brought Kiera the Thief into the office.

I sat down at my desk again and pushed aside all thoughts of what the Phoenix Guards were doing in South Adrilankha, and my responsibility for it. It wasn’t that I didn’t care, but I was involved in a war right now, and if I kept letting myself be distracted I was going to make a mistake, and after that I wouldn’t be able to save Cawti, Sticks, myself or anyone else.

I had a war to win.

Sometime before, I’d been involved in a war where I was one of the contestants, as opposed to a mere participant. I learned the importance of information, of striking first, of keeping your enemy off balance and of thoroughly protecting your own area and people.

Herth had a bigger organization than I, but since I was the one who made it a full-scale war, I’d gotten in some good strikes at him. Furthermore, I had pretty much made sure that he couldn’t hurt my organization. Of course, doing this resulted in a drastic loss of income, but I was quite well off at the moment, and I didn’t think this would take long. I didn’t really intend or expect to win this war in the usual way, I just wanted to force Herth out into the open so I could kill him. I thought to do it by making such a mess in his area that he’d have to take a hand in keeping it together.

That was half the plan, at any rate. The half involving Kelly was harder, but I had hopes for it. Damn Phoenix Guards, I thought. Damn the Empress. Damn Lord Khaavren. But Kelly was still in the same mess. I mean, what other choice did he have, if everyone else behaved as expected? And he probably realized that, judging from Cawti’s reaction—

I thought about Cawti, and my plans and schemes fell away from my fingertips, where they’d been dancing for me. I saw only her for a moment and I cursed under my breath.

“
So talk to her, boss
.”

“
I just tried that, remember?
”

“
No, you argued with her. What if you tell her your whole plan?
”

“
She won’t like it
.”

“
But she might not be as upset with you as she is now
.”

“
I doubt it will matter
.”

“
Boss, you remember that what first got you upset was that she hadn’t told you that she was involved with Kelly and those people?
”

“
Yeah . . . okay
.”

I sat for a bit longer, then went over to the front door, waving away bodyguards. I took a deep breath, made sure my mind was clear, drew on the Orb, shaped the threads of power, twisted them around myself and pulled them tight. There was the awful lurch, and I stood in the entry way outside the door to my flat. I leaned against the wall until the nausea was under control.

The instant I walked into the flat I knew something was wrong. So did Loiosh. I stood just inside the door, not closing it, and let a knife fall into my right hand. I looked carefully around the living room, trying to determine what was funny. And you know, we didn’t get it? After fully ten minutes, we just gave up and went inside, still being careful, Loiosh going in ahead of me.

No, no one was waiting to kill me.

No one waiting for me at all. I went into the bedroom, and saw that Cawti’s clothing had been cleared out of the closet. I went back into the living room and saw that, of all things, the
lant
was missing, which is what Loiosh and I had noticed when we first came in. Funny how things like that work.

I tried to reach Cawti psionically but I couldn’t. She wasn’t interested in receiving my communication, or else I wasn’t concentrating well enough to reach her. Yes, I decided, that must be it, I just couldn’t think clearly enough right now to communicate psionically.

“
Kragar?
”

“
Yes, Vlad?
”

“
Any word from Ishtvan?
”

“
Not yet
.”

“
Okay. That’s all
.”

Yeah, that must be the problem.

I went into the bedroom and shut the door before Loiosh could enter. I lay down on the bed—on Cawti’s side—and tried to bring tears. I couldn’t. At last, fully dressed, I slept.

I
WOKE UP VERY
early in the morning feeling tired and still dirty. I undressed, bathed, and climbed back into bed and slept a bit longer.

It was only when I woke up the second time, just before noon, that I remembered that Cawti had left. I allowed myself to stare at the ceiling for two minutes, then forced myself to get up. I kept stopping as I shaved, looking to see if there was any outward change in the face that stared back at me. I didn’t see anything.

“
Well, boss?
”

“
I’m glad you’re around, chum
.”

“
Know what you’re going to do?
”

“
You mean about Cawti?
”

“
Yeah
.”

“
Not really. I didn’t know she’d leave. Or I didn’t believe it. Or I didn’t know how hard it would hit me. I feel like I’m dead inside, you know what I mean?
”

“
I can feel it, boss. That’s why I asked
.”

“
I don’t know if I’m up to handling what’s going to happen now
.”

“
You need to have things settled with Cawti
.”

“
I know. Maybe I should try to find her
.”

“
You’ll have to be careful. Herth
—”

“
Yeah
.”

I made myself ready, checked my hardware and teleported to South Adrilankha. I rested a while in a small park, with a good view all around me—a very bad place for Quaysh—then I headed for an eating place. On the way I spotted and avoided two groups of Phoenix Guards. I found a table and ordered klava. As the waiter was leaving I said, “Excuse me.”

“Yes, my lord?”

“Would you please bring that in a cup?”

He didn’t even look startled. “Yes, my lord,” he said. Just like that. And he did it. All this time, and the solution was as easy as asking for it. Wasn’t that profound?

“
I doubt it, boss
.”

“
Me, too, Loiosh. But it starts the day right. And speaking of starting the day, can you find Rocza?
”

A moment later Loiosh said in a hurt tone, “
No. She’s blocking me
.”

“
I didn’t know she could do that
.”

“
Neither did I. Why would she?
”

“
Because Cawti figured out that I could trace her that way. Damn. Well, okay, so we go to Kelly’s place and either wait for her or make them tell us where she is. Any other ideas?
”

“
Sounds good to me, boss. And when I get hold of that slimy reptile
—”

I was pleased by the klava, which I had with honey and warmed cream. I forced myself not to think about anything that mattered. I left a few extra coins on the table to show them how much I appreciated their cup. Loiosh preceded me out the door. He said everything looked all right and I left the place, heading toward Kelly’s new headquarters. I avoided another contingent of Phoenix Guards on the way. They really were all over the place. None of the citizens seemed too happy with them, and it seemed mutual.

The first thing I decided upon seeing Kelly’s new place was that it looked like Kelly’s old place. The brown was a different shade, and his flat was on the right side instead of the left, and it was set a little farther back from the road, and there was just a little more space between buildings, but it had obviously been cast in the same mold.