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Entreri asked in reply.
Sha'lazzi sighed and shrugged. "Many interesting things
to speak of," he said. "Dallabad is not one of them, I
fear."
"In your opinion."
"Nothing has changed there in twenty years," Sha'lazzi
replied. "There is nothing there that I know that you do
not, and have not, for nearly as many years."
"Kohrin Soulez still retains Charon's Claw?" Entreri
asked.
Sha'lazzi nodded. "Of course," he said with a chuckle.
"Still and forever. It has served him for four decades, and
when Soulez is dead, one of his thirty sons will take it, no
doubt, unless the indelicate Ahdania Soulez gets to it
first. An ambitious one is the daughter of Kohrin Soulez! If
you came to ask me if he will part with it, then you already
know the answer. We should indeed speak of more interesting
things, such as the Basadoni Guild."
Entreri's hard stare returned in a heartbeat.
"Why would old Soulez sell it now?" Sha'lazzi asked with
a dramatic wave of his skinny arms-arms that looked so
incongruous when lifted beside that huge head. "What is
this, my friend, the third time you have tried to purchase
that fine sword? Yes, yes! First, when you were a pup with a
few hundred gold pieces-a gift of Basadoni, eh?-in your
ragged pouch."
Entreri winced at that despite himself, despite his
knowledge that Sha'lazzi, for all of his other faults, was
the best in Calimport at reading gestures and expressions
and deriving the truth behind them. Still, the memory,
combined with more recent events, evoked the response from
his heart. Pasha Basadoni had indeed given him the extra
coin that long-ago day, an offering to his most promising
lieutenant for no good reason but simply as a gift. When he
thought about it, Entreri realized that Basadoni was perhaps
the only man who had ever given him a gift without expecting
something in return.
And Entreri had killed Basadoni, only a few months ago.
"Yes, yes," Sha'lazzi said, more to himself than to
Entreri, "then you asked about the sword again soon after
Pasha Pook's demise. Ah, but he fell hard, that one!"
Entreri just stared at the man. Sha'lazzi, apparently
just then beginning to catch on that he might be pushing the
dangerous assassin too far, cleared his throat, embarrassed.
"Then I told you that it was impossible," Sha'lazzi
remarked. "Of course it is impossible."
"I have more coin now," Entreri said quietly.
"There is not enough coin in all of the world!"
Sha'lazzi wailed.
Entreri didn't blink. "Do you know how much coin is in