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of his eye, he saw Rand doing the same. Three of them, against Gerred’s three. The room was cramped and lit only by a few lanterns, which would complicate things, but they’d always chosen the corner table because it was easier to defend.
    Meanwhile, Gerred was still looking at him with suspicion. “Is that really it?” he asked.
    “I swear that’s all there is.”
    Gerred turned slowly and walked away. Before James could let out a breath, Gerred passed by Hamel’s table and yanked Thalia out of her chair. She cried out in surprise. James jumped to his feet, but Gerred’s knife was already to her throat. “You really think I’m simple-minded enough to believe a story like that?” The side doors slammed open, and more of Gerred’s crew rushed in. The room echoed with chairs scraping back as people realized what was happening.
    Lord Hamel’s voice cut through the crowd. “What is this, Gerred?” The nobleman jerked his head, and two brawny men that James recognized as Hamel’s bodyguards advanced on the guildleader.
    Gerred backed up, pulling Thalia with him. “Your dancing lass has been helping some of my men undermine the Guild.”
    James felt a brief wave of relief that Gerred didn’t know about Thalia’s own plans.
    “I’ve no interest in your petty politics,” snapped Hamel. “Don’t harm her.”
    Gerred gave Hamel a disbelieving look. “Are you really that attached to her, Steffen? There’s plenty of others. I’ll give you the next month’s jobs for free.”
    Hamel turned an eye on Gerred, intrigued. “It’s that important to you?” he asked. Thalia stood completely still, rigid beneath the assassin’s blade.
    “Two months. Just don’t interfere,” growled Gerred, pulling Thalia more tightly to him.
    “Fine,” said Hamel. He stepped back, dusting off his hands. Thalia’s only reaction was a tightening in her jaw.
    Gerred nodded. “I owe you.” The guildleader turned his attention back to James, Rand, and Bacchus.
    The three of them moved closer together. As Bacchus pulled their table in front of them to make a partial barricade, James took a quick inventory. Ten men, all loyal to Gerred. There was no way they could fight their way out unscathed. Though the idea of negotiating with Gerred turned his stomach, they had to consider it.
    “What do you want from us?” he asked Gerred.
    “I want you out of the way.” He was smug, now that he had the upper hand.
    James gritted his teeth. “That’s what you would have gotten, Gerred. I told you, we’re leaving.”
    Gerred’s expression hardened. “No more lies, James. I’ve had enough trouble from you.” The circle around them tightened.
    “Think, Gerred. Do you really want it to come to this?” James said quickly. “You know we won’t die easily. This could be a costly fight for you, and a pointless one, if we’re telling the truth.”
    “And I suppose you want me to take you at your word.”
    “Let the lass go,” said James. “The four of us will leave the city tonight. No lives lost. You can march us out the gate if you want.” Next to him, Bacchus gave James an incredulous look, but James ignored him.
    Gerred narrowed his eyes, but he didn’t give the order to attack. James waited, desperately hoping that Gerred’s pride wouldn’t override his usual caution.
    Finally, Gerred spat on the ground. “You leave now. If we see you back in Forge, we kill you on sight.”
    “Rand? Bacchus?” James said without taking his eyes off Gerred’s men.
    There was a long silence. “Fine,” growled Rand. Next to him, Bacchus made a sound that James decided to take as assent. He looked to Thalia. There was a blazing look in her eyes that he couldn’t interpret.
    Gerred nodded to his men, and the circle widened a half step. James stepped slowly forward, his blade in his hand, every muscle tense. “Release the lass too.”
    Slowly, Gerred loosened his grip. Thalia took one step forward, then another. Her eyes locked on James,