"We search for Bosk of Port Kar," I informed him.
"I have not seen him," said the man.
"Do not be to sure of that," I said.
"You cannot pass," he said.
"Surely you are aware of the urgency of this search?" I said.
"Of course," said he.
"Step aside," I said.
"I may not do so," he protested.
"Surely you have heard of the fellow's mysterious escape from the palace below?"
"Yes," he said.
"Who knows where he might be?" I asked.
"He is right," volunteered the fellow's companion.
"But this bridge leads to the private apartments of Belnar," said the man.
"And is not that the last place one would expect to find Bosk of Port Kar?" I inquired.
"Perhaps," said the man.
"What better place then for such a cunning rascal to take refuge?" I asked.
"He is perhaps right," said the fellow's companion.
The man's face turned white.
"It is there then that I intend to search," I said.
"Pass," he said. I then trod meaningfully past him, followed, single file, by some five foot soldiers I had ordered to accompany me, fellows I had found mustered within the palace walls, near the east gate, awaiting orders. I saw some fires below, off to the right in the city. I did not know if these had been precipitated in the possible confusion attendant on the ringing of the alarm bars or if they might have been set by escaped prisoners, perhaps as a diversion, perhaps to cover their flight or to distract men from their pursuit, perhaps even turning them to more pressing tasks.
"Wait here," I said to my men, near the entrance to the balcony garden outside the apartments of Belnar. I then proceeded to the paling of the gate outside the garden. "I have information for the ubar," I said.
"He is not to be disturbed," said the man. "He is in seclusion."
"I know the location of Bosk of Port Kar," I said.
"Enter," he said, "swiftly."
I was ushered through the garden now, the foliage black in the shadows, silvery in the moonlight. It occurred to me that in such a garden there would be many places to hide. It might be reached, too, I supposed, by climbing the ornate exterior of the tower. I myself, however, would not have cared to do so. The bridges served very well for me, and I had a simpler exit in mind. Also, of course, it would be patrolled. "Tiding of Bosk of Port Kar," said my guide to the fellows at the household door.
I waited there while these fellows consulted further guards within. Moonlight glinted on swaying tarn wire overhead. "You may return to your post," I told my guide. He withdrew. I then signaled to my men, a few yards beyond the gate, raising my arm. They entered the area. "Examine the garden," I said. It would not hurt, I speculated, to keep them busy. Too, it might make me seem a more efficient officer. Too, my men might expect this sort of thing. As far as they knew, not the fellow at the gate, they were supposed to be looking for Bosk of Port Kar, a fellow in the yellow and white robes of the merchants. The fellow at the gate was free to suppose that they might be scouting about for some other reason, doubtless escaped prisoners. Some, after all, might be about, though, to be sure, up here, it was not very likely.
"Enter," said a man within.
I stepped within. "I have tidings for Belnar," I said. "They pertain to the fellow, Bosk of Port Kar."
"Belnar is not here," he said.
"That is impossible," I said. "He must be here, though perhaps in seclusion."
"It is though that he is here," said the man, "that he is here in seclusion, but he is not. He was here, but he left. When you leave, pretend that you have seen him here. All are to believe that he is here, in his compartments."
"He could not have left," I said. "Surely, had he done so, he would have passed me on the bridges."
"Do not be naive," said the man.
"I understand," I said. I had clearly underestimated this Belnar. How naive, in particular, I had been, to suppose that I might locate him this simply. Probably even the men outside thought him within. How could I find him, if even the majority of his men did not know where he was? He might be anywhere in the city. I was furious. But he had come here earlier, it seemed. I had a good idea why. He had thought to guarantee the safekeeping of something of great importance. Doubtless he had taken it with him. He had not passed me, with a retinue, on the bridges. There was, of course, another exit, another way out.
"Where is Belnar?" I asked.
"I do not know," said the man.
I suppose he might be telling the truth. Doubtless few knew the location of the Ubar.
"What of my report? I asked.
"Deliver it to Flaminius, the confidant of the ubar," suggested the man.
"Of course," I said, preparing to withdraw. I was extremely angry. That would be all I needed, I thought, to report myself in to Flaminius. there was suddenly a shouting outside. One of the door guards, accompanied by two of the men I had brought with me, were at the door.
"What is wrong?" demanded the fellow with me.
The men were shuddering. Others were behind them. One of those in the background turned aside and threw up into the grass. "Lysimachus is dead," said the door guard.
The fellow from within, who seemed to be chief among those on the premises, and myself, followed men through the garden. In a moment we had come to an open space. "I found it there," said one of the men who had come with me, indicating a place in some bushes. "I pulled it out here."
"Aiii," said a man, looking down.
"It is Lysimachus," confirmed a man.
"It was Lysimachus," said a man.
"It was part of him," said another.
Most of the throat was gone.
I crouched beside the body. I touched the tissues, the stained darknesses on the body "This was done perhaps an Ahn ago," I said.
"What could have done this?" whispered the officer with me.
"Can you not guess?" I asked.
"I dare not," he whispered.
"Such a thing is loose in the city?" asked a man.
"Obviously," I said.
"Why should it come here?" asked a man.
"Because," I said, "like a man, it is more than a beast."
"I do not understand," said the man.
"It is looking for something," I said.
I looked down grimly at the body.
"Poor Lysimachus," said a man.
"Horrible," said a man.
The kill, as these fellows would have had difficulty realizing, had actually, given the usual manner of such attacks, been rather neatly done. Its manner, considering the sort of entity which had been involved, had almost suggested refinement. It had wanted to do little more than silence a man. Indeed, only part of an arm had been fed upon and that, I suspected, had been only to generate the strength to pursue a less material objective. The whole business, in its manner of accomplishment, suggested an almost terrifying patience and restraint, given the size and needs, the ferocity and energy, of the entity involved. The thing had not been after Lysimachus. It had been after something else. I sensed incredible menace and purpose. I shuddered.
The officer beside me stood up. "What did this may still be about," he said. "Search the garden. Search the house. Find it! Kill it!"
Men hurried about, frightened. Torches were lit. I stood up, beside the body. I did not hasten to join the search. They would not find the assailant. It would not longer be here.
"Shall we join the search, Sir?" asked one of the men who had come whit me.
"Yes," I said, wearily.
I, too, after a time, entered the house, making my way through the rooms. In one place, in a far room, I found an iron gate, of heavy bars, in my path. It had apparently, some time ago, been lowered from the ceiling. Apparently it could be dropped suddenly. It sealed off the room behind it. I smiled. Such a gate might have dropped between Belnar and myself, doubtless, at a moment's notice. It would have served to protect him from anything, from almost anything. In the light of a torch lifted behind me, I could see a coffer, apparently, from the lock thrown beside it, hastily opened. that for which I searched had probably been extracted from that coffer even before I had begun to climb the high bridges. He had then apparently taken his swift leave. That, as it had turned out, had been very fortunate for him. IN this fashion, he had not been on hand to welcome his dark guest. In this fashion, he had doubtless managed to save his life. Somewhere now, he was doubtless safe.