Tao thinks he may have been too hasty
Kick a corpse to life and you’ll inevitably disturb carrion.
Tao knew this but had believed those who abhorred the trappings of authority were like to have at least a minimal grasp of underworld allegiance.
Nevertheless, introduced, with a tug at his sleeve by the fledging like-to-be-gallows-bird who’d brought him here, he questioned his own sanity in evoking the man whose name in desperation he’d used to instigate his rescue.
A man whose gaze silently persuaded him to say he carried letters he’d be willing to sell on, before assuring, ‘No reason to be reticent here, Mathias, all is known.’
Tao meets his match
Even as Tao recalled the dagger concealed within his sleeve, the man produced and waved it: a death-dealing crucifix.
‘Think that again and ‘twill be you who die. So long as I’ve the letters you stole in Lisbon I’ll stay reticent about your many crimes. The Englishman in Dublin did not require them?’
‘He would not pay.’
‘Hmm, I heard he did. Certainly, I shall not.’
Snake-smiling eyes watched Tao forge his features to neutrality, ‘Not, at least, until you’ve dealt with Carrion Jack.’
‘Dealt?’
’He has a thing of mine.’
‘You want it back?’
‘Not now she’s been used.’
prompt words on this week's Prediction are: 'carrion', 'sleeve',' reticent'
How simply you have taken me on a journey from A to B in a flash, sweet mistress of words. Very clever, Sandra.
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