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gotten tired of Tory and was searching for new blood. Surnathans lived around one hundred fifty years, and Darletta was around forty-six or so—in her prime and likely looking for a little spice. Although Alliance law held here, Surnath frowned on multiple mates. Therefore, there was plenty of divorce. I'd looked into the state's records regarding Darletta and Tory's writ of detachment, and they'd mutually agreed to separate, leaving one another's property with the original owner. In my opinion, Tory should have held out for a settlement. He'd been married to her for twenty-five years, after all.
But that wasn't why Ry and I were there. Bel's last known communication had come from Quezlos. We were planning to go through Bel's hotel room and look through any belongings he left behind. Lendill had managed to quarantine the room, although it had been more than a month and the hotel manager was a bit grumpy over the whole thing.
"I need working clothes, not that." I shook my head as the salesclerk tried to sell me a dress. Pants, shirts and plenty of underwear was what I needed. I wanted new leathers, too, but Falchan was far away and I didn't have time to wait on them to be made.
"Yes, several pairs of the denim, plus some good slacks that won't fall apart if I wash them," I said, waving the girl away. She was a girl to me, in her late twenties. I was more than twice her age. My High Demon immortality would ensure I always looked young, but inside I felt older than I should.
After getting enough to wear, I went looking for shoes. Things had changed a little since the last time I'd gone shoe shopping. I bought plenty of socks and hosiery to go with serviceable flats and low-heeled boots. Some athletic shoes went into the mix as well. Now I needed bags to carry everything, and after I found three that would do, I skipped everything back to the hotel room, finding Ry still searching through the comp-vid and reading information Bel had transmitted on the killings before he'd gone missing.
"We still have time to go look at his hotel room this afternoon," Ry said, standing up and stretching. I figured a woman had delivered room service; the women always stared at Ry. Some even followed him around at times. Ry was quick to throw on a disguise if that happened. The remains of a nice lunch were scattered over a tray on the edge of the hotel desk where Ry worked. I remembered that I hadn't eaten while I'd been out shopping.
"Get what you needed?" Ry asked, eyeing my one and only farming outfit that I'd brought with me and had worn to go shopping.
"Yes. Now I just have to change. Is there anything left of your food?"
"Reah, it has gone cold. I'll order something else for you."
"No, I can grab something while we're out," I said, sorting through the clothing for something suitable to wear. Grabbing a blouse and slacks, plus new underwear, I walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
"Much better," Ry nodded when I came out, dressed in new clothing. Hastily I slipped into new shoes after donning socks—my stomach was telling me it wouldn't wait much longer to be fed.
"Someday,thauot;Som I'd like to eat another meal that you cooked," Ry said, grabbing his comp-vid and stuffing it in his pocket. I slipped my Ranos pistol into my new handbag and slung it over a shoulder. Normally I didn't carry a handbag, but I figured people would stare if I wore the pistol in a holster strapped to my thigh. I could still shoot; snakes lurked throughout the gishi fruit groves. If I found them, they didn't live over it; they were poisonous and threatened my workers. Well, Garde's workers, now. Briefly I hoped my daughters were all right and not in too much pain.
"Ry, I'd be happy to cook something for you. Find us a kitchen while we're out and you'll get whatever you want."
"I'll hold you to that." His smile was a blast of sunlight after a very dark night.
"Come on, handsome man, let's go see Bel's hotel room." Ry let me steer him out the
But that wasn't why Ry and I were there. Bel's last known communication had come from Quezlos. We were planning to go through Bel's hotel room and look through any belongings he left behind. Lendill had managed to quarantine the room, although it had been more than a month and the hotel manager was a bit grumpy over the whole thing.
"I need working clothes, not that." I shook my head as the salesclerk tried to sell me a dress. Pants, shirts and plenty of underwear was what I needed. I wanted new leathers, too, but Falchan was far away and I didn't have time to wait on them to be made.
"Yes, several pairs of the denim, plus some good slacks that won't fall apart if I wash them," I said, waving the girl away. She was a girl to me, in her late twenties. I was more than twice her age. My High Demon immortality would ensure I always looked young, but inside I felt older than I should.
After getting enough to wear, I went looking for shoes. Things had changed a little since the last time I'd gone shoe shopping. I bought plenty of socks and hosiery to go with serviceable flats and low-heeled boots. Some athletic shoes went into the mix as well. Now I needed bags to carry everything, and after I found three that would do, I skipped everything back to the hotel room, finding Ry still searching through the comp-vid and reading information Bel had transmitted on the killings before he'd gone missing.
"We still have time to go look at his hotel room this afternoon," Ry said, standing up and stretching. I figured a woman had delivered room service; the women always stared at Ry. Some even followed him around at times. Ry was quick to throw on a disguise if that happened. The remains of a nice lunch were scattered over a tray on the edge of the hotel desk where Ry worked. I remembered that I hadn't eaten while I'd been out shopping.
"Get what you needed?" Ry asked, eyeing my one and only farming outfit that I'd brought with me and had worn to go shopping.
"Yes. Now I just have to change. Is there anything left of your food?"
"Reah, it has gone cold. I'll order something else for you."
"No, I can grab something while we're out," I said, sorting through the clothing for something suitable to wear. Grabbing a blouse and slacks, plus new underwear, I walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
"Much better," Ry nodded when I came out, dressed in new clothing. Hastily I slipped into new shoes after donning socks—my stomach was telling me it wouldn't wait much longer to be fed.
"Someday,thauot;Som I'd like to eat another meal that you cooked," Ry said, grabbing his comp-vid and stuffing it in his pocket. I slipped my Ranos pistol into my new handbag and slung it over a shoulder. Normally I didn't carry a handbag, but I figured people would stare if I wore the pistol in a holster strapped to my thigh. I could still shoot; snakes lurked throughout the gishi fruit groves. If I found them, they didn't live over it; they were poisonous and threatened my workers. Well, Garde's workers, now. Briefly I hoped my daughters were all right and not in too much pain.
"Ry, I'd be happy to cook something for you. Find us a kitchen while we're out and you'll get whatever you want."
"I'll hold you to that." His smile was a blast of sunlight after a very dark night.
"Come on, handsome man, let's go see Bel's hotel room." Ry let me steer him out the
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