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Shadow Hunt by Anne
Logston
PROLOGUE
The room was dim, lit by scented lamps. The air was redolent with
smells: aged wood, expensive oils and incense, fear. Most of the smells
emanated from the fat merchant who cowered upon the cushions.

"HowтАФhow did you pass my guards?" he whispered, his heavily jeweled
hands twisting together.

She shrugged slightly.

"As I passed Rivera's guards. So many guards, Merchant Tomor. So
many more than when we spoke last. If I were the suspicious sort, I would
imagine you wished to keep me out. And that would be most ungrateful of
you, would it not? Most ungrateful." Her slender, black-gloved hands
rested, poised, on her thighs as she crouched just inside the doorway.

Tomor's curiosity overcame, for a moment, his nervousness.

"It's done, then?"

The jet eyes never wavered.

"You doubted? It is done, as you wished. Your competitor is dead. It
will not be linked to you. He did not deserve what I did to him."

Despite his nervousness, Tomor barked with harsh laughter.

"That troubles you, a paid killer?"
 Chin-length, straight black hair shook slightly with her head.

"It does not trouble me. Do you bait me, Merchant Tomor? It would be
unwise of you to do that."

She was all in black leather from chin to toe, and lamplight was
swallowed, unreflected, in the darkness of her eyes.

"No. No," Tumor said hurriedly. Then he paused. "Did you torture
him?"

The barest hint of a smile touched her pale lips.