Chapter 58

“I don’t suppose you know which room she lives in?”

Nick shook his head. “No. I know her owner is one of the chefs, and she has a mate who is also a slave.”

“Let’s look over by the area where they make the take-out food.” Todd waved his hand at the section he’d gone to for their breakfast. They found some hooks on a back wall with jackets, shirts, and towels hanging from them.

After a quick search, Todd held out a shirt. “Try this. It looks like it’ll fit.”

Nick took the shirt, putting it on. He had to tug on the sleeves and hunch his shoulders a bit, but he managed to get it straight. “Not perfect, but it’ll do.”

“Hopefully you won’t need it more than a few minutes.” Todd turned in a slow circle. “Now, what do you need to deliver?”

“The sailor watching the door didn’t talk to the slaves. They were carrying some sort of supplies, and the sailor let them in. I couldn’t tell what the supplies were,” Nick said.

“What were the supplies in? Boxes? Trays?”