"Come on, come on, closing time," says Vendra, chivvying everyone out of the shop. "Pay you later," she says to her bewildered-looking guards and shop girls as she shuts the outer door behind her. Bolts can be heard.
People begin clamouring around Brindom, although for the moment the presence of Manachan and Thorson keep them from swamping the young cleric. You can hear rumours of a free cure being passed through the crowd.
Meanwhile:
Dj'hân just manages to duck out of sight as the door to the apartment slams open and the apothecary storms in and begins throwing items into a bag. She pauses, then heads into the bedroom. It is Majenko's turn to dart for cover as she passes through the secret door.
"Orris," she calls out. "Leave that, get your things, time to go."
"Whuh?" says the man filling the perfume bottles.
"Some bunch of sollies just bought all me stock. First they say they were from the guard, then they weren't. Reckon they might have been Devargo's men. Either way, I ain't sticking around for them to find out its a scam. I'll pay yer later, now scram!"
She heads back into the apartment and continues hastily packing. Orris follows.
