A Long, Hot Summer, Chapter 1
Gadilus lay behind the eave of a third-story roof, watching the candleshop below. The blond ranger kept his bow within reach as he watched the morning crowds amble along the street below, and for all they knew, he wasn't even there. The candleshop had been implicated in selling ritual candles to a secretive group of demon cultists in town, and he watched and waited for the owner to open the shop to handle the afternoon crowds. None of the general populace knew of this shop's secretive deals, and the Crimson Inquisition wanted to make sure that their suspicions were correct. Either the shop owner knew what he was making. Or the shopowner has been lied to and had no clue. He didn't know which answer he'd rather have. He didn't want to drag the innocent into their business, but the Inquisition had a reputation to maintain. Especially when they were invited to work in this city, Qeynos of all places, where the two kingdoms were still technically at war with each other. ...