171 The Fence

"Remember that officer I buttered up in a bar three days ago?" I asked Osgar.

"Yeah," he said in a sour tone. "The one who messed up our alliance with Crow?"

I snorted. "Don't be like that Osgar," I said. "She'll come around, trust me."

"You came to me to arrange the meeting," he said.

"And you refused," I replied. "What made you change your mind?"

"That's not the point Zedd," Osgar hissed at me. "Why did you track me down anyway?"

I accosted Osgar in Zimmer's Plaza, a forgotten relic of Biarkh's glory days. He usually takes this road before heading to the port, where he spends half a day contemplating the horizon. The other half, he spends gambling and whoring around. He'd wake up in someone else's house and sneak out, before finding his way back to Zimmer's Plaza.

"I got two invitations to watch Wolf-Fights," I said.