On Sale Now
by Krystine Kercher
Excerpted from the book: Bjorn looked up between the buildings into the raindrops spattering in his face. Overhead loomed what appeared to be a clock tower. He blinked, wiped the wet off his lashes with the back of his hand, and squinted. The castle walls loomed nearer. He nudged Maeve, pointing up. “We’re nearly there. Now what?”
She whispered, “If we cross by twos and threes?”
He motioned his men ahead out of the inky shadows, Trehan among the first. The rain fell thicker, puddling around their soles as they stepped from the raised edge of the roadway down into the street. A hasp rasped across the square, then a door creaked. Bjorn nodded to himself, took Maeve’s arm and ventured the square. Hardly had they left the sheltering shadows behind when Maeve slipped on the cobbles and gasped.
“Easy,” Bjorn muttered. As he set her back on her feet, he risked an upward glance. A break in the clouds. Moonbeams turned the falling rain to sheets of liquid silver. He couldn’t see the top of the walls for the rain, though he fancied the guards would see him if they happened to look down.
Atop the walls, a sentry challenged and another answered, their words trailing off in a formless murmur.
“Quicker, my lady,” Bjorn urged. “The storm passes.”
A halloo from atop the wall made his heart leap with terror just as they arrived under the eaves of the warehouse…