Dismounted and wandering among the dead, Gruntle noted that the tracks of Keruli’s carriage – they too had stopped to examine the scene – were overlying another set. A wider, heavier carriage, drawn by oxen.

There were no visible wounds on the corpses.

I doubt Buke had to even so much as draw his blade . . .

The captain climbed back into his saddle and resumed his journey.

He caught sight of his companions half a league further on, and rode up alongside the carriage a short while later.

Harllo gave him a nod. ‘A fine day, wouldn’t you say, Gruntle?’

‘Not a cloud in the sky. Where’s Stonny?’

‘Took one of the horses ahead. Should be back soon.’

‘Why did she do that?’

‘Just wanted to make certain the wayside camp was ... uh, unoccupied. Ah, here she comes.’

Gruntle greeted her with a scowl as she reined in before them. ‘Damned stupid thing to do, woman.’

‘This whole journey’s stupid if you ask me. There’s three Barghast at the wayside camp – and no, they ain’t roasted any bandits lately. Anyway, Capustan’s bare days away from a siege – maybe we make the walls in time, in which case we’ll be stuck there with the whole Pannion army between us and the open road, or we don’t make it in time and those damned Tenescowri have fun with us.’

Gruntle’s scowl deepened. ‘Where are those Barghast headed, then?’

‘They came down from the north, but now they’re travelling the same as us – they want to take a look at things closer to Capustan and don’t ask me why – they’re Barghast, ain’t they? Brains the size of walnuts. We got to talk with the master, Gruntle.’

The carriage door swung open and Keruli climbed out. ‘No need, Stonny Menackis, my hearing is fine. Three Barghast, you said. Which clan?’

‘White Face, if the paint’s any indication.’

‘We shall invite them to travel with us, then.’

‘Master—’ Gruntle began, but Keruli cut him off.

‘We shall arrive in Capustan well before the siege, I believe. The Septarch responsible for the Pannion forces is known for a methodical approach. Once I am delivered, your duties will be discharged and you will be free to leave immediately for Darujhistan.’ His dark, uncanny eyes narrowed on Gruntle. ‘You do not have a reputation for breaking contracts, else I would not have hired you.’

‘No, sir, we’ve no intention of breaking our contract. None the less, it might be worth discussing our options – what if Capustan is besieged before we arrive?’

‘Then I shall not see you lose your lives in any desperate venture, Captain. I need then only be dropped off outside the range of the enemy, and I shall make my own way into the city, and such subterfuge is best attempted alone.’

‘You would attempt to pass through the Pannion cordon?’

Keruli smiled. ‘I have relevant skills for such an undertaking.’