Название | Den of Thieves |
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Автор произведения | David Chandler |
Жанр | Героическая фантастика |
Серия | |
Издательство | Героическая фантастика |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9780007384198 |
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
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
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