"03 - Servant of the Shard - R A Salvatore" - читать интересную книгу автора (Paths Of Darkness)

knows this." Sha'lazzi gave another of his annoying

chuckles. "I always understood that you were good, my

friend, but never this good!"

Entreri smiled back, but in truth his amusement came

from a fantasy of sticking his dagger into Sha'lazzi's

skinny throat, for no better reason than the fact that he

simply couldn't stand this parasite.

Entreri had to admit that he needed Sha'lazzi, though-

and that was exactly how the notorious informant managed to

stay alive. Sha'lazzi had made a living, indeed an art, out

of telling anybody anything he wanted to know-for a price-

and so good was he at his craft, so connected to every pulse

beat of Calimport's ruling families and street thugs alike,

that he had made himself too valuable to the often-warring

guilds to be murdered.

"So tell me of the power behind the throne of Basadoni,"

Sha'lazzi remarked, grinning widely. "For surely there is

more, yes?"

Entreri worked hard to keep himself stone-faced, knowing

that a responding grin would give too much away- and how he

wanted to grin at Sha'lazzi's honest ignorance of the truth

of the new Basadoni's. Sha'lazzi would never know that a

dark elf army had set up shop in Calimport, using the

Basadoni Guild as its front.

"I thought we had agreed to discuss Dallabad Oasis?"