Chapter 58

Sandra wove through the city like she'd lived there for the entirety of her life, which was true in a way. She hadn't told me much about her days as a thief and beggar, but Orton had been the city she'd spent the most time in. That time had clearly paid off. She knew exactly where to go and where to avoid and despite it seeming like we were going in random directions and taking the long way, I quickly realized the reason why when I noticed a few small figures darting in between people. That path seemed like it would be quicker, but now I realized it was also the hunting ground for the pickpockets, though I still wondered how they'd get my ring. I'd asked her again and all she'd mentioned was a distraction and a knife, which did not paint a pretty picture, especially considering most of the pickpockets were children and urchins.