〃God； deliver me from evil。〃
〃Are you less evil than me？ You killed five people。〃
〃Four；〃 he protested weakly。
〃You think Sue is still alive？ You're splitting hairs。 Any way you look at it； you're guilty of murder。 You're a murderer so dumb about money he doesn't have a gersh to his name。 So stupid he keeps getting tangled with Sues and Gilberts。 Mr。 Shed； they only execute you once。〃
How to argue with sociopathic reasoning？ Lisa was the heart of Lisa's universe。 Other people existed only to be exploited。
〃There are some others we should think about after Gilbert。 That man of Krage's who got away。 He knows there was something strange about the bodies not turning up。 He hasn't talked or it would be all over the Buskin。 But someday he might。 And there's the man you hired to help you with the blackmailer。〃
She sounded like a general planning a campaign。 Planning murder wholesale。 How could anybody？ 。 。 。
〃I want no more blood on my hands； Lisa。〃
〃How much choice do you have？〃
He could not deny that Gilbert's death had meaning in the equation of his survival。 And after Gilbert； one more。 Before she destroyed him。 She would let her guard down sometime。
What about that letter？ Damn。 Maybe her father had to go first。 。 。 。 The trap was vast and had no apparent exits。
〃This could be my only chance to get out； Mr。 Shed。 You'd better believe I'm going to grab it。〃
Shed shook his lethargy； leaned forward； stared into the fireplace。 His own survival came first。 Gilbert had to go。 That was definite。
What about the black castle？ Had he told her about the amulet？ He could not recall。 He had to imply the existence of a special passkey； else she might try to kill and sell him。 He would bee a danger to her once they implemented her plan。 Yes。 For sure。 She would try to rid herself of him once she made her connection with the things in the castle。 So add another to his must…kill list。
Damn。 Raven had done the smart thing； the only thing possible。 Had taken the only exit。 Leaving Juniper was the only way out。
〃Going to have to follow him；〃 he muttered。 〃There isn't any choice。〃
〃What？〃
〃Just muttering； girl。 You win。 Let's get to work on Gilbert。〃
〃Good。 Stay sober and get up early tomorrow。 You'll need to watch the Lily while I check something out。〃
〃All right。〃
〃Time you pulled your own weight again； anyway。〃
〃Probably so。〃
Lisa eyed him suspiciously。 〃Good night； Mr。 Shed。〃
Lisa told Shed： 〃It's set up。 He'll meet me at my place tonight。 Alone。 You bring your wagon。 I'll make sure my dad isn't around。〃
〃I hear Gilbert won't go anywhere without a bodyguard now。〃
〃He will tonight。 He's supposed to pay me ten leva to help get control of the Lily。 I let him think he's going to get something else； too。〃
Shed's stomach growled。 〃What if he catches on？〃
〃There's two of us and one of him。 How did such a chicken…shit manage everything you have？〃
He had dealt with the lesser fear。 But he kept that thought to himself。 There was no point giving Lisa more handles than she had。 It was time to find handles on her。 〃Aren't you scared of anything； child？〃
〃Poverty。 Especially of being old and poor。 I get the grey shakes whenever I see the Custodians haul some poor old stiff out of an alley。〃
〃Yeah。 That I can understand。〃 Shed smiled thinly。 That was a beginning。
Shed stopped the wagon； glanced at the window of a downstairs rear apartment。 No candle burning there。 Lisa hadn't yet arrived。 He snapped the traces； rolled on。 Gilbert might have scouts out。 He was not stupid。
Shed pulled around a kink in the alleyway； strolled back pretending to be a drunk。 Before long someone lighted a candle in the apartment。 Heart hammering； Shed slunk to the rear door。
It was unlocked。 As promised。 Maybe Gilbert was stupid。 Gently； he eased inside。 His stomach was a mess of knots。 His hands shook。 A scream lay coiled in his throat。
This was not the Matron Shed who had fought Krage and his troops。 That Shed had been trapped and fighting for his life。 He had had no time to think himself into a panic。 This Shed did。 He was convinced he would foul up。
The apartment consisted of two tiny rooms。 The first； behind the door； was dark and empty。 Shed moved through carefully； eased to a ragged curtain。 A man murmured beyond the doorway。 Shed peeked。
Gilbert had disrobed and was resting a knee on a bedraggled excuse of a bed。 Lisa was in it； covers pulled to her neck； pretending second thoughts。 Gilbert's withered； wrinkled； blue…veined old body contrasted bizarrely with her youth。
Gilbert was angry。
Shed cursed mutely。 He wished Lisa would stop playing games。 Always she had to do more than go directly to her goal。 She had to manipulate along the way； just to satisfy something within herself。 He wanted to get it over。
Lisa pretended surrender； made room for Gilbert beside her。
The plan was for Shed to strike once Lisa enwrapped Gilbert in arms and legs。 He decided to play a game of his own。 He let it wait。 He stood there grinning while her face betrayed her thoughts； while Gilbert sated himself upon her。
Finally； Shed moved in。
Three quick； quiet steps。 He looped a garotte around Gilbert's skinny neck； leaned back。 Lisa tightened her grip。 How small and mortal the moneylender appeared。 How unlike a man feared by half the Buskin。 Gilbert struggled； but could not escape。 Shed thought it would never end。 He hadn't realized it took so long to strangle a man。 Finally； he stepped back。 His shakes threatened to overe him。 〃Get him off！〃 Lisa squealed。
Shed rolled the corpse aside。 〃Get dressed。 e on。 Let's get out of here。 He might have some men hanging around。 I'll get the wagon。〃 He swept to the door； peeped into the alleyway。 Nobody around。 He recovered the wagon fast。
〃e on！〃 he snapped when he returned and found Lisa still undressed。 〃Let's get him out of here。〃 She could not tear herself away。 Shed shoved clothing into her arms； slapped her bare behind。 〃Get moving； damn it。〃
She dressed slowly。 Shed fluttered to the door； checked the alley。 Still no one around。 He scooted back to the body； hustled it to the wagon and covered it with a tarp。 Funny how they seemed lighter when they were dead。
Back inside： 〃Will you e on？ I'll drag you out the way you are。〃
The threat had no effect。 Shed grabbed her hand； dragged her out the door。 〃Up。〃 He hoisted her onto the seat； jumped up himself。
He flicked the traces。 The mules plodded forward。 Once he crossed the Port River bridge； they knew where they were headed and needed little guidance。 Idly； he wondered how many times they had made the journey。
The wagon was halfway up the hill before he calmed down enough to study Lisa。 She seemed to be in shock。 Suddenly； murder was not just talk。 She had helped kill。 Her neck was in a noose。 〃Not as easy as you thought； eh？〃
〃I didn't know it would be like that。 I was holding him。 I felt the life go out。 It。 。。。 It wasn't what I expected。〃
〃And you want to make a career of it。 I'll tell you something。 I'm not killing my customers。 You want it done that way； you do it yourself。〃
She tried a feeble threat。
〃You don't have any power over me anymore。 Go to the Inquisitors。 They'll take you to a truth…sayer。 Partner。〃
Lisa shivered。 Shed held his tongue till they neared the black castle。 〃Let's not play games anymore。〃 He was considering selling her along with Gilbert； but decided he could not muster the hatred； anger or downright meanness to do it。
He stopped the mules。 〃You stay here。 Don't get off the wagon no matter what。 Understand？〃
〃Yes。〃 Lisa's voice was small and distant。 Terrified； he thought。
He knocked on the black gate。 It swung inward。 He resumed his seat and drove inside； stepped down； swung Gilbert onto a stone slab。 The tall creature came forth； examined the body； looked at Lisa。
〃Not this one；〃 Shed said。 〃She's a new partner。〃
The creature nodded。 〃Thirty。〃
〃Done。〃
〃We need more bodies； Marron Shed。 Many bodies。 Our work is nearing pletion。 We grow eager to finish。〃
Shed shuddered at its tone。 〃There'll be more soon。〃
〃Good。 Very good。 You shall be rewarded richly。〃
Shed shuddered again； looked around。 The thing asked； 〃You seek the woman？ She has not yet bee one with the portal。〃 It snapped long； yellow fingers。
Feet scuffed in the darkness。 Shadows came forth。 They held the arms of a naked Sue。 Shed swallowed hard。 She had been used badly。 She had lost weight； and her skin was colorless where not marked with bruises or abrasions。 One of the creatures raised her chin； made her look at Shed。 Her eyes were hollow and vacant。 〃The walking dead；〃 he whispered。
〃Is the revenge sweet enough？〃 the tall creature asked。 〃Take her away！ I don't want to see her。〃 The tall being snapped its fingers。 Its patriots retreated into the shadows。 〃My money！〃 Shed snarled。
Chuckling； the being counted coins at Gilbert's feet。 Shed scooped them into his pocket。 The being said。 〃Bring us more live ones； Marron Shed。 We have many uses for live ones。〃
A scream echoed from the darkness。 Shed