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

all the world, Sha'lazzi?" he asked calmly-too calmly. "Do

you know how much coin is in the coffers of House Basadoni?"

"House Entreri, you mean," the man corrected.

Entreri didn't deny it, and Sha'lazzi's eyes widened.

There it was, as clearly spelled out as the informant could

ever have expected to hear it. Rumors had said that old

Basadoni was dead, and that Sharlotta Vespers and the other

acting guildmasters were no more than puppets for the one

who clearly pulled the strings: Artemis Entreri.

"Charon's Claw," Sha'lazzi mused, a smile widening upon

his face. "So, the power behind the throne is Entreri, and

the power behind Entreri is ... well, a mage, I would guess,

since you so badly want that particular sword. A mage, yes,

and one who is getting a bit dangerous, eh?"

"Keep guessing," said Entreri.

"And perhaps I will get it correct?"

"If you do, I will have to kill you," the assassin said,

still in that awful, calm tone. "Speak with Sheik Soulez.

Find his price."

"He has no price," Sha'lazzi insisted.

Entreri came forward quicker than any cat after a mouse.

One hand slapped down on Sha'lazzi's shoulder, the other

caught hold of that deadly jeweled dagger, and Entreri's

face came within an inch of Sha'lazzi's.

"That would be most unfortunate," Entreri said. "For