Den of Thieves. David Chandler

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Название Den of Thieves
Автор произведения David Chandler
Жанр Героическая фантастика
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Издательство Героическая фантастика
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hour or so later the watchmen trooped down the…

      Chapter Fifty-Three

      Despite the cool day, the palfrey was panting and its…

      Chapter Fifty-Four

      Ahead of him, at the main gate leading down into…

      Chapter Fifty-Five

      There was nothing Croy wanted more than to just lie…

      Chapter Fifty-Six

      “It’s just as I said, ha ha,” Tyron told them.

      Chapter Fifty-Seven

      Croy didn’t die in the night. He didn’t wake up…

      Chapter Fifty-Eight

      Kemper held the sword as far away from himself as…

      Chapter Fifty-Nine

      Later that day, Malden climbed up on top of a…

      Chapter Sixty

      The button seller looked up with a broad smile as…

      Chapter Sixty-One

      Malden spent the day drawing crude maps of the villa,…

      Chapter Sixty-Two

      “Milady,” Malden said, bowing low. “I thank you from the…

      Chapter Sixty-Three

      “But … why?” Malden asked. He thought of the mural…

      Chapter Sixty-Four

      “I’m afraid I’ve been of little help, save to make…

      Chapter Sixty-Five

      Malden sent Kemper to keep an eye on Hazoth’s villa—discreetly—while…

      Chapter Sixty-Six

      “Where are we going?” Croy asked as they headed up…

      Chapter Sixty-Seven

      The river Skrait was the Free City’s lifeblood. It flowed…

      Chapter Sixty-Eight

      Malden looked to right and left, but there was nowhere…

      Chapter Sixty-Nine

      A new and much improved plan had begun to come…

      Chapter Seventy

      When Croy came in, an hour later, Malden and Cythera…

      Part IV

      The Job

      Interlude

      Chapter Seventy-One

      It was the night before Ladymas, one of the most…

      Chapter Seventy-Two

      At the side of the house, Malden crouched with Kemper…

      Chapter Seventy-Three

      The second floor of the villa was as silent as…

      Chapter Seventy-Four

      Gurrh made no attempt to fight the guards, but they…

      Chapter Seventy-Five

      Croy’s wound throbbed as he strode across the grass. It…

      Chapter Seventy-Six

      Malden crept down a hallway that ran the length of…

      Chapter Seventy-Seven

      Gurrh dropped to one knee. The iron fencepost he’d been…

      Chapter Seventy-Sight

      Malden stepped through the doorway and into the trapped corridor,…

      Chapter Seventy-Nine

      The floor did not ripple or shimmer like liquid. It…

      Chapter Eighty

      Croy took a step forward and nearly collapsed. The wound…

      Chapter Eighty-One

      Hazoth’s sanctum was a long room with high vaulted ceilings…

      Chapter Eighty-Two

      Bikker made no move to draw Acidtongue from its glass-lined…

      Chapter Eighty-Three

      Malden scrubbed at his eyes with the balls of his…

      Chapter Eighty-Four

      “A fool, perhaps, but—”

      Chapter Eighty-Five

      Drops of acid hit Croy’s arm and seared right through…

      Chapter Eighty-Six

      Malden kept his eyes shut until he was sure the…

      Chapter Eighty-Seven

      “Glorious! When it is finally born, there will be no…

      Chapter Eighty-Eight

      Bikker was sweating. He wiped his brow with the back…

      Chapter Eighty-Nine

      The demon howled in agony, and Malden had to hang…

      Chapter Ninety

      Croy gritted his teeth.

      Chapter Ninety-One

      Malden hurried down the long corridor at the back of…

      Chapter Ninety-Ttwo

      A minute earlier, outside:

      Chapter Ninety-Three

      “Croy! Croy!” Malden called, racing around the side of the…

      Chapter Ninety-Four

      Malden rolled on the ground, his body coming to pieces…

      Chapter Ninety-Five

      Witchly light filled the sky over the common, and the…

      Chapter Ninety-Six

      “Lay easy,” Cythera said. She held Croy’s hand tight. His…

      Chapter Ninety-Seven

      Market Square was thick with crowds, people of every station…

      Chapter Ninety-Eight

      Earlier—just at dawn—Gurrh the ogre had brought the leaden coffer…

      Chapter Ninety-Nine

      Coruth, her own arm fully healed now, muttered to herself…

      Chapter One Hundred

      Cutbill made a single notation in his ledger, then crossed…

      A Thief In the Night

       Prologue

      In a place of stone walls, attended by his acolytes

      Chapter One

      A thin crescent of moon lit up the rooftops of

      Acknowledgments

      About the Author

      Other Books By David Chandler

      Copyright

      About the Publisher

      Map

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      PROLOGUE

      Nearly one hundred thousand people lived in the Free City of Ness, stuffed like rats in a sack too small to contain them all. The city was less than a mile across and filled every cranny of the hill encircled by its high defensive wall. At midnight, seen from a hill two miles