Skif was not at all surprised now that half-witted Maisie had been illegally under-age—perhaps not for the employment at the Hollybush, but certainly for the uses that his cousin Kalchan had made of her. She hadn’t looked under-aged, what there was of her was woman-sized, but Londer had to have known. Skif wouldn’t be surprised now to learn that Londer himself had sampled Maisie’s meager charms before passing her on to his son. Londer had never given his sons anything he hadn’t already used (Beel being the exception, but then the idea of Londer attempting the life of a priest was enough to make a cat laugh) and Londer didn’t exactly have women lining up to keep him company. In the years since running off, Skif had learned a lot about his uncle, and he’d learned that when it came to women, Londer had to pay for what he got. Since he’d already paid for Maisie, it followed that he’d probably seen no reason why he shouldn’t have her first. Not that he’d shown any interest in anything too young to have breasts, but half-wits often matured early, and Londer probably wouldn’t even think twice about her real age if he’d taken her.

Londer had more-than-dubious friends, too, even by the standards of Exile’s Gate. And after the raid on the Hollybush—well, he’d lost what few friends he had around there. Not only because of Maisie, but because he had laid all the blame on his own son, and left him to rot and eventually die in gaol. Kalchan had never recovered enough even to do the idiot’s work of stone picking, and Londer had done nothing to help him recover. Business was business, but blood was blood, and people didn’t much care for a man who disclaimed responsibility for things that people knew he was responsible for because his unconscious son couldn’t refute them. A good thing for Londer that his son never did wake to full sense and died within three moons. The case against Londer died with him, and Skif could only wonder who Londer was friendly with now, given how many people that callousness had offended. Or had that just freed his uncle to edge a little nearer to those dark deeds he secretly admired?