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"But this friend didn't kill or capture him?"
She laughed, and the kender clapped his hands in
delight, his brown eyes kindling with merriment.
"My friend's not foolish enough to go out alone after a
man who's supposed to have done all Kell is accused of."
She smiled slyly. "If Kell were an easy take, surely some
bounty hunter would have snatched him by now, eh? Pev
and I were supposed to meet our friend here, go after him
together, but our friend is ... not available."
I snorted. "Not available to make himself rich?"
"He's been jailed." Alyce downed her ale, all business
now. She nodded to Chance, who quickly refilled the
pitcher. "The barman says you know the jail well - having
helped fill it up often enough over the years. Help me
break out my friend and you can come along."
"You want me to arrange a jailbreak? Sorry. I put 'em
IN jail - I don't break 'em out."
"Exactly," she said, "that's why you're the perfect
choice. You'd have it done before anyone even suspected
what was going on."
I thought about that for a while, and she - impatient -
leaned across the table, her blue eyes alight.
"A quarter share, Doune I Help me get my friend out
of jail and we'll be on our way to claiming a bounty so
great that no place you could stash the treasure will be
empty
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