Chapter ONE - Weebly

kitchen. At a word to Kelf, she and the barman hoisted
the tureen onto the bar in one fluid motion. She began
to ladle the soup into empty bowls as patrons
converged on her from all around the room. After a few
moments she spotted Ethan, and a smile lit her face.
She whispered something to Kelf, who immediately
returned to the kitchen. Kannice continued to serve out
the stew.
“So who paid you?” Diver asked Ethan, leaning
close.
Ethan tore his gaze from Kannice. “Corbett,” he
said. “His wife’s got her jewels back and I’ve got my
coin.”
Diver’s eyebrows went up. “Already?”
“Don’t look so impressed. It was Daniel.”
“Daniel? He swore to me that he’d given up
thieving.”
“Well, he’s as much a liar as he is an idiot.” Ethan
narrowed his eyes. “Did you have business with him?”
“Of course not,” Diver said, suddenly interested in
the tankard in front of him. “I know Daniel’s trouble. I
stay away from him.” He glanced up at Ethan, though