Chapter ONE - Weebly

abroad in the city after dark if he could help it. He
would get to the tavern eventually, but first he needed
more information. And it was about time that he spoke
with those who he knew had been in the streets the
night Jennifer Berson died.
“What was that all about, anyway?” Diver asked.
“I can’t tell you right now.” Ethan halted again.
“Look, Diver, you go on without me. There’s something
else I have to do.”
“Go on without you? But we’re just about there!”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
Diver threw his hands wide. “I wasn’t even going to
the Dowser until you came along. What am I supposed
to do now?”
“I don’t know,” Ethan said, starting away from him.
“I said I was sorry.”
“Well can you at least tell me where you’re going?”
his friend called after him.
“I have to speak with someone at another tavern.”
“What other tavern?”
He made no reply, though as he hurried back up
Hanover Street he glanced over his shoulder one last