Chapter 611: The Enemies They Left Free
The Shen estate had not slept. From the street, it looked like a house that had.
Kitchen fires lit at the usual hour. The western yard opened for the dyers' cart. Two clerks argued about a shortfall in the herb ledger loudly enough for the neighbors to hear, because silence would have been more interesting.
Leon came down to the cellar at first light with Yanning and the old man, and they took the local agent first.
He had spent a day sealed in a room with no idea what had happened to anyone else, and had used it to build a story. It was decent. He gave up a rented loft above a leatherworker's in the sixth ward and swore the drops were made there. He gave up two names that turned out to belong to dead men. He described a courier route through the fish market on alternate days.
