Chapter 23 My Best Information Dealer Lied to Me

The morning sun had barely managed to pierce the thick, gloomy fog of the Undercity when I slammed my fists flat onto the rusted iron counter of Vane’s information stall.

"You absolute, utter cad!" I barked, my voice echoing off the damp brick walls of the Iron Bazaar. "You tossed me to the wolves!...

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