"No rush," Sylvia replied. "Crowds are thick right now. We should wait. If you've other affairs, see to them first."
Jared gave a crisp nod. "Very well. Stay here and wait for me. I'll scout a bit farther."
"Be careful, Mr. Chance." She spoke the words like a gentle tether.
He inclined his head once more and vanished into the night-cooled air.
This time, he followed the route the middle-aged cultivator had described, cutting through bramble, mist, and moonlit granite.
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