Destiny (Book Excerpt) by Sharon Green Buy from Amazon.comPage 2 of 2 "When the second renegade's man walked in, he pretended that he and the
first man were friends who hadn't seen each other in a while. The third,
smaller man came in right behind the second one, but he pretended not to know
either of the other two. The third man sat or stood by himself while the first
two went through how-have-you-been and how-are-things conversations.
"After a couple of minutes, the first two started to tell each other how
badly they were being taken advantage of by the new government. They were a
couple of innocent victims being ground under the heel of uncaring tyrants, and
their voices were loud enough that everyone in the establishment heard what
they were saying. That, of course, was when the 'stranger' stepped forward to
agree with what they'd said."
"The 'stranger' being the third of their group, of course," Driff said
angrily, this time beating Edmin to the comment. "Don't tell me that the people
listening believed them."
"Apparently the people listening were seriously concerned," ldresia
confirmed, but she herself looked a good deal less than disturbed. I still
don't believe the good luck I had in picking people as watchers, but apparently
the inside person did the same thing in every instance. He or she announced
that the three 'victims' must be leaving out some important details, because no
one else seemed to be having anything like the same trouble. Then he or she
turned to the rest of the patrons in the place, and asked if they'd had
anything like the same trouble or knew of anyone who had. That was when the
listeners realized that no one else had had the same trouble."
"How did the three 'victims' take being interfered with?" Issini asked, a
small frown creasing her brow. "They couldn't have been happy to have their
little act ruined."
"They weren't happy, but there wasn't much they could do," Idresia
replied with a headshake. "A hothead from one of the groups seemed to be ready
to beat up our man who interrupted whatever they were trying, but luckily there
were off-duty members of the guard present. When the guard members got to their
feet and stepped forward, the hothead changed his mind and simply stalked out
of the tavern. Our man left by the tavern's back door, just in case the hothead
was waiting outside for him."
"I believe I know what they were trying, but I have a question
first," Edmin said, his expression thoughtful. "Did the groups return then to
where they came from, or did they make another attempt elsewhere?"
"Actually, they did try their acts a second time," Idresia confirmed,
looking at Edmin curiously. "My people switched places, so the groups weren't
interfered with by the same man or woman. But they were interfered with
again, so none of them tried a third time. They were so frustrated that they
simply went back where they came from, probably to report and ask for new
instructions. So now tell us, what do you think they were after?"
"In my opinion, they were trying to make people believe that the new
government isn't as helpful and benign as everyone now thinks," Edmin said,
looking around at all of them. "Noll has most likely decided to spread rumors
that will circulate throughout the entire city, rumors calculated to cause
unrest and doubt. Once the rumors and accusations have spread far enough, he
undoubtedly plans to have rabble-rousers go out and fire up the populace to the
point where they can be led in attack against some important point, like the
palace. His own people will be hidden among the innocent, directing the attack
without anyone being aware of it. Once the important point is taken, it will be
his men who hold it."
"And that's something we can't let happen," Driff said, agreeing completely
with what Edmin had told them. "There would have been trouble stopping a
frenzied mob even with the help of Highs, but without them... If we don't want
innocent people on all sides getting hurt, we have to stop Noll's plan as
quickly and thoroughly as we can..." Buy from Amazon.com
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