Donovan and Redbrick left the gatehouse and headed back toward town. The short walk led them past the many merchant shops set up on the plaza outside Thynna. Redbrick said, “That little blighter wasted all our time. I’m going to whip his butt!”
Just then a voice whispered from a nook between two shops. Donovan turned and saw Iyaca cowering among baskets and barrels. The Gnome asked, “Iyaca, what gives? Why’d you run away? We only needed a few minutes.”
Iyaca quietly said, “It was the clerk.”
Redbrick said, “Do you mean Money, John Money?”
Iyaca said, “He can call himself whatever he wants. He’s the Man in Black. He’s the one whose men killed my parents.”
Redbrick said, “The highwayman? Are you sure?”
Iyaca answered, “Donovan, I’ll never forget his face. He probably remembers me, too.”
Donovan said, “You were little more than a tyke when they brought you to Gnome-town. Redbrick, I wouldn’t know. I never saw his face in the road to Dry Creek. His voice was familiar. “
Iyaca said, “Go arrest him, Redbrick!”
Redbrick scratched his chin and muttered, “I can’t rightly arrest him, Iyaca. Technically, he is my superior. Part of his mustering package included full pardon for all previous acts. On top of all that, he can read and write, which makes him quite a commodity to the Council of Thynna. He mustered in with three other guys.”
Donovan said, “Undoubtedly the Fearsome Foursome are now in the employee of the Council of Thynna and there is naught we can do about it.”
Redbrick said, “That’s about the size of it. Copies of the muster logs are kept in the Guard Tower. We’ll check.”
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