"There must be a hideout somewhere close," Vienna whispered.
She wiped a line of sweat from her brow.
Her thin tavern blouse clung tight to her curves because of the heat, and her nipples poked clearly through the wet fabric.
"The main square is crawling with them. We need to thin the herd before we can cross."
Kai nodded and gripped the hilt of his blessed dagger.
"You spot them, and I will strike. Your creative distractions are working perfectly so far."
She smirked and leaned against the brick wall.
"Tavern tricks never fail. Watch and learn."
They edged toward the open market square and carefully walked past overturned wooden stalls that reeked of spoiled fruit and cheap wine.
Three thralls shuffled ahead in the dirt road.
A burly thug led two skinnier men.
All three were pale and ragged, their cocks bulging as their hungry eyes scanned the empty street.
Vienna stepped out boldly into the moonlight, letting her hips sway and her skirt swish loudly.
