Finished at 3:50.
Raven and Tzu had gone to wait in the hallway, since Blue’s
“interrogation” techniques were beginning to unsettle even Tzu, leaving Blue to
wring some information out of Anansi alone. He was salting a repurposed kitchen
knife and muttering to himself about a problematic lack of rats with his back
to Anansi when he was grabbed from behind, put into a chokehold and forced to
drop his knife. “How did you get out?” Blue demanded, when Anansi shifting his
weight briefly allowed him to speak. “I’m an assassin, it’s what I was trained
for,” snarled Anansi, picking up Blue’s knife.
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