Utrid was gone for a very long time. When he returned, he was nursing a bloody lip.
"His attention will be turned to us," he said grimly. "Sooner than before. Once he finds that assassin he'll blame Loquitur, Loquitur will say he had nothing to do with it--which he didn't--and both their eyes will turn to us and we'll be done for. Godsdammit!" He kicked the desk. "Godsdammit, we're going to lose!"
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