The streets in this part of Grand Billon were quiet in the evening. Starpenny Line had planted its headquarters well away from the cafés and inns that kept their doors open throughout the night. There was only one man hurrying past, and there could be no mistaking his clothes. It was only a one-storey drop, but Garnas landed hard enough to splay the man on the cobbles like a bearskin. His swearing swiftly turned into tight groans as a cracked rib shifted. “I do not have time for nonsense,” Garnas whispered in his ear. “You will tell me where she is being held, by whom, how many of them there are, and how they are armed.”

For #BookQuoteWednesday, Garnas gets a different kind of drop on someone.

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Young fairy-smith Jedediah has been summoned to find what ate the insides out of the farm's prize pig. He's absolutely smitten with the maidservant Louise, who's showing him the problem. He is also, unfortunately, afraid of spiders.