Chapter 17
"Where is the Warlord?" I demand, walking swiftly through the front doors of the palace and addressing the nearest guard.
It's been five days since Wolfe dumped a city full of problems in my lap. Five days and I've only caught snatches of him as we passed each other in the halls, as our vehicles passed in the city. I'm frustrated and I need to talk to the Warlord.
"In his chambers," the guard I addressed answers.
I nod my thanks and begin climbing the stairs up to the Warlord's chambers. About halfway there I decide it would be in everyone's best interests to move the Warlord's chambers to a lower floor. I'm in good shape, but I'm huffing and puffing by the time I reach the top of the building.