I looked at Elmo。 He looked at me。 Oh boy； I thought。 If Raven knew what he was doing。 。。。 I still couldn't get upset。 He did it for Darling。 He couldn't have known he was doing the Dominator's work。 He had that much conscience。 He would have found another way。 。 。 。 What the hell was he going to do with so much money？
We had to find him。 That was all there was to it。 Whatever we did from now on； our main goal； for the sake of the pany； had to be to warn him off。
I glanced at Elmo。 He agreed。 From this moment forward we would be fighting for the survival of the outfit。 Somewhere； somehow； Raven must have smelled trouble。 Goblin looked under every rock in the Buskin； watched every alley； practically lived in the Iron Lily； and still found a big bunch of nothing。 Time ground past。 Warmer weather threatened。 And we became ever more panicky。
Chapter Twenty…One： JUNIPER
Raven departed soon after the outer channel opened。 Shed went down to say good…bye…and only then discovered the nature of Raven's shipping investment。 He had had a ship built and crewed。 A whole new ship； and as big a vessel as Shed had seen。 〃No wonder he needed a fortune；〃 he mused。 How many bodies to build that？
He returned to the Lily numbed。 He poured himself some wine； sat staring into nothing。 〃That Raven was a man of vision；〃 he mumbled。 〃Glad he's gone； though。 Asa； too。 Maybe things can get back to normal。〃
Shed bought a cottage near the Enclosure。 He installed his mother with a staff of three。 It was a relief to be rid of her evil； blind stare。
He had workmen into the Lily every day。 They interfered with business； but business remained good。 The harbor was busy。 There was work for anyone who wanted it。
Shed could not handle prosperity。 He hared after every impulse he had known during his impoverishment。 He bought fine clothing he dared not wear。 He went places frequented only by the wealthy。 And he bought the attentions of beautiful women。
Women cost a lot when you pretended to be somebody off the high slope。
One day Shed went to his secret cash box and found it empty。 All that money gone？ Where？ The improvements on the Lily weren't finished。 He owed the workmen。 He owed the people caring for his mother。 Damn！ Was he back where he started？
Hardly。 He had his profits。
He scampered downstairs； to his business cash box； opened it； sighed in relief。 He'd done all his spending out of the box upstairs。
But something was wrong。 There wasn't anywhere near enough in the box。 。 。 。 〃Hey； Wally。〃
His cousin looked at him； gulped； raced out the door。 Baffled； Shed hurried outside； saw Wally vanish into an alley。 Then the truth hit him。 〃Damn you！〃 he yelled。 〃Damn you； you damned thief！〃 He went back in and tried to figure where he stood。
An hour later he told the workmen to knock off。 He left his new girl Lisa in charge； started the rounds of his suppliers。
Wally had screwed him good。 He had bought on credit and pocketed monies payable。 Shed covered his debts as he went； growing increasingly alarmed as his reserves dwindled。 Down to little more than copper； he returned to the Lily and started an inventory。
At least Wally hadn't sold what he had bought on credit。 The Lily was well…stocked。
Only what was he going to do about his mother？
The house was paid for。 That was a plus。 But the old girl needed her servants to survive。 And he couldn't pay their wages。 But he didn't want her back in the Lily。 He could sell all those clothes。 He'd spent a fortune on them and couldn't wear them。 He did some figuring。 Yes。 Sell the clothes and he could support his mother till next summer。
No more clothes。 No more women。 No more improvements on the Lily。 。 。 。 Maybe Wally hadn't spent it all。
Finding Wally was not difficult。 He returned to his family after two days in hiding。 He thought Shed would endure the loss。 He didn't know he was dealing with a new Shed。
Shed stormed to his cousin's tiny one…room apartment； kicked the door in。 〃Wally！〃
Wally squealed。 His children and wife and mother all screeched questions。 Shed ignored them。 〃Wally； I want it back！ Every damned copper！〃
Wally's wife got in his way。 〃Calm down； Marron。 What's the matter？〃
〃Wally！〃 Wally cowered in a corner。 〃Out of my way； Sal。 He stole damned near a hundred leva。〃 Shed grabbed his cousin and dragged him out the doorway。 〃I want it back。〃
〃Shed。 。 。 。〃
Shed shoved him。 He staggered backward； tripped； rolled down a flight of stairs。 Shed charged after him； hurled him down another flight。
〃Shed； please。 。。。〃
〃Where's the money； Wally？ I want the money。〃
〃I don't have it； Shed。 I spent it。 Honest。 The kids had to have clothes。 We had to eat。 I couldn't help it； Shed。 You had so much。 。 。 。 You're family； Shed。 You're supposed to help。〃
Shed shoved him into the street； kicked him in the groin； dragged him upright； started slapping。 〃Where is it； Wally？ You couldn't have spent that much。 Hell； your kids are wearing rags。 I paid you enough to handle that。 Because you were family。 I want the money you stole。〃 As he raged； Shed drove his cousin toward the Lily。
Wally whined and begged； refusing to tell the truth。 Shed guessed he had stolen upward of fifty leva； enough to have pleted the renovation of the Lily。 This hadn't been petty pilfering。 He hurled blows in an angry rain。
He herded Wally around behind the Lily； away from prying eyes。 〃Now I get nasty； Wally。〃
〃Shed； please。 。。。〃
〃You stole from me and you're lying about it。 I could forgive you for doing it for your family。 But you didn't。 Tell me。 Or give it back。〃 He punched Wally hard。
The pain in his hands； from hitting the man； sapped his rage。 But then Wally broke。 〃I lost it gambling。 I know I was stupid。 But I was so sure I was going to win。 They took me。 They let me think I was going to win big； then took me； and the only way out was to steal。 They would have killed me。 I borrowed from Gilbert after I told him how good you were doing。 。。。〃
〃Lost it？ Gambling？ Borrowed from Gilbert？〃 Shed muttered。 Gilbert had moved in on Krage's territories。 He was a bad as his predecessor。 〃How could you be so stupid？〃 The rage took him again。 He snatched a board off a scrap pile left for kindling。 He hit Wally hard。 And hit him again。 His cousin went down； stopped trying to fend
off the blows。
Shed froze； suddenly coldly rational。 Wally wasn't moving。 〃Wally？ Wally？ Hey； Wally。 Say something。〃
Wally did not respond。
Shed's stomach knotted。 He tossed the board into the pile。 〃Have to get that inside before people cart it off。〃 He gripped his cousin's shoulder。 〃e on； Wally。 I won't hit you anymore。〃
Wally did not move。
〃Oh； shit；〃 Shed muttered。 〃I killed him。〃 This tore it。 What now？ There wasn't much justice in the Buskin； but what there was was quick and rough。 They would hang him sure。
He whirled； looking for witnesses。 He saw no one。 His mind flew in a hundred directions。 There was a way out。 No body； no proof that murder had been done。 But he'd never gone up that hill alone。
Hastily； he dragged Wally to the scrap pile and covered him。 The amulet he needed to get into the black castle。 Where was it？ He dashed into the Lily； roared upstairs； found the amulet； examined it。 Definitely serpents intertwined。 The workmanship was amazingly detailed。 Tiny jewels formed the eyes of the snakes。 They sparkled menacingly in the afternoon sun。
He stuffed the amulet into his pocket。 〃Shed； get yourself together。 Panic and you're dead。〃
How long before Sal yelled for the law？ A few days； surely。 Plenty of time。
Raven had left him his wagon and team。 He hadn't thought to keep paying the stable…keeper。 Had the man sold them？ If so； he was in trouble。
He cleaned out his coin boxes； left the Lily in Lisa's care。
The stable…keeper hadn't sold off； but the mules were looking lean。 Shed cursed him。
〃I should feed them at my own expense； mister？〃
Shed cursed him some more and paid what was owed。 He said； 〃Feed them。 And have them hitched and ready at the tenth hour。〃
Shed remained panicky all afternoon。 Somebody might find Wally。 But no lawman came stamping in。 Soon after dark he stole away to the stable。
He spent the journey alternately being terrified and wondering how much Wally would bring。 And how much he could get for his wagon and team。 He hadn't factored them into his earlier calculations。
He ought to help Wally's family。 He had to。 It was the decent thing。 。。。 He was acquiring too many dependents。
Then he was facing the dark gate。 The castle； with all its monstrous decoration； was terrible； but it didn't seem to have grown since last he had been there。 He knocked as Raven had done； his heart in his throat。 He gripped his amulet in his left hand。
What was taking them so long？ He hammered again。 The gate jumped open； startling him。 He fled to his wagon； got the mules moving。
He entered exactly as Raven had done； ignoring everything but his driving。 He halted in the same place； climbed down； dragged Wally out。
No one came for several minutes。 He grew ever more nervous； wishing he'd had the sens