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The Senator's Seal - Part 6c: There is No Honor Among Thieves
They were led around for what seemed like hours. Suddenly, they stopped. They could hear the sounds of a conversation.
In muffled tones, a powerful voice said, “with only a few orders to key people, Okpara’s career in the Senate will be over. You will be handsomely compensated for your efforts, to be sure.”
Then they were shoved out of the alley. Ilmarė tore the blindfold from her face.
They were just outside an ornate door. Dril took his own blindfold off and looked up at the crest on the door.
“Senator Janthi val’Sheem’s office,” said Dril.
“You know, if I were attacked right now I could totally fight like this,” said Vlad.
“Take off the blindfold, Vlad,” said Ilmarė. “We know all about your night fighting skills.”
Just then the door opened. An aide poked his head out. “Can I help you?”
“No,” said Dril. “Just getting our bearings.”
The door slammed shut.
“We’re going to have to find another way in,” said Dril. “We heard that conversation from the alley, so there must be a window…”
There were windows in the alley, but they turned out to be narrow slits. The otherwise featureless alley had no obvious exits.
“Well,” said Dril, “I’m out of ideas. We can’t very well force our way in there.”
Ilmarė was staring over Vlad’s shoulder.
“What?” he asked.
“There’s the outline of a door in the wall behind you,” she said.
“Where?” asked Vlad. He felt around the wall with his fingers. “I don’t feel anything.”
“Right here,” said Ilmarė. She pushed on something that clicked.
With barely a sound, the wall spun and swallowed up the Elorii.
They were led around for what seemed like hours. Suddenly, they stopped. They could hear the sounds of a conversation.
In muffled tones, a powerful voice said, “with only a few orders to key people, Okpara’s career in the Senate will be over. You will be handsomely compensated for your efforts, to be sure.”
Then they were shoved out of the alley. Ilmarė tore the blindfold from her face.
They were just outside an ornate door. Dril took his own blindfold off and looked up at the crest on the door.
“Senator Janthi val’Sheem’s office,” said Dril.
“You know, if I were attacked right now I could totally fight like this,” said Vlad.
“Take off the blindfold, Vlad,” said Ilmarė. “We know all about your night fighting skills.”
Just then the door opened. An aide poked his head out. “Can I help you?”
“No,” said Dril. “Just getting our bearings.”
The door slammed shut.
“We’re going to have to find another way in,” said Dril. “We heard that conversation from the alley, so there must be a window…”
There were windows in the alley, but they turned out to be narrow slits. The otherwise featureless alley had no obvious exits.
“Well,” said Dril, “I’m out of ideas. We can’t very well force our way in there.”
Ilmarė was staring over Vlad’s shoulder.
“What?” he asked.
“There’s the outline of a door in the wall behind you,” she said.
“Where?” asked Vlad. He felt around the wall with his fingers. “I don’t feel anything.”
“Right here,” said Ilmarė. She pushed on something that clicked.
With barely a sound, the wall spun and swallowed up the Elorii.