Hunting The Traitors
Ethan walked forward in the dark night. He had already crossed the high end tea houses and inns. He had passed the night markets where men and women shop till late.
Now he was walking towards the dark lanes of the empire where respected men did not go and crossed the areas where he and Alex used to raid in their town. But this time he was alone on his horse.
He only stopped when he found a few closed stalls. He could feel the stare of the men and women hiding behind the dark curtains when he dismounted his horse.
The doors stayed tightly shut as he walked on the muddy path in the clothes of commoners.
He crossed one lane and stopped in front of the third shop in the second lane and knocked on the door.
"There is no one! Go away" he heard a cold hiss but did not stop knocking until the door opened slightly and an old woman stared at him with only one eye and told him harshly, "the ship is closed. Why are you knocking?"