Chapter ONE - Weebly

Ethan had to laugh, though it hurt to do so. “Aye.
It’s my own fault. I saw one of them coming up behind
me on the stairs. I should have realized that he wouldn’t
be alone.”
“Wha’ does Sephira want with you?”
“New job I’m working on,” Ethan told him. “You
really don’t want to know.” He probed his face gingerly
with his fingers. Everything felt swollen. “I must look a
mess.”
“Ya do,” Henry said. “I’ll get some water and help
ya get cleaned up.” He stood, hitting Ethan’s knife with
his foot as he did. “They leave that?” he asked.
Ethan shook his head. “It’s mine. It’s pretty much
the only thing they didn’t take.”
Henry glanced around the room. “They took stuff?”
“Just my money. Good thing I paid you before
coming up here.”
Henry grimaced sympathetically, but he didn’t offer
to give Ethan back any of the rent money. He left the
room, still looking around, perhaps, Ethan thought,
hoping that he might spot something that Sephira had
left behind. Ethan thought it likely that nothing he had