"03 - Servant of the Shard - R A Salvatore" - читать интересную книгу автора (Paths Of Darkness)

The three men stopped their conversation and looked up

at him curiously.

"I tried to explain . . ." Sha'lazzi started, wiping the

sweat from his dark-skinned brow.

Entreri held up his hand to silence the man and fixed

his imposing gaze on the three trespassers. "We have

business," he said.

"And we have food and drink," one of them replied.

Entreri didn't reply, other than to stare hard at the

man, to let his gaze lock with the other's.

The other two made a couple of remarks, but Entreri

ignored them completely and just kept staring hard at the

first challenger. On and on it went, and Entreri kept his

focus, even tightened it, his gaze boring into the man,

showing him the strength of will he now faced, the perfect

determination and control.

"What is this about?" one of the others demanded,

standing up right beside Entreri.

Sha'lazzi muttered the quick beginning of a common

prayer.

"I asked you," the man pushed, and he reached out to

shove Entreri's shoulder.

Up snapped the assassin's hand, catching the approaching

hand by the thumb and spinning it over, then driving it

down, locking the man in a painful hold.