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said. “I got that from Hatzel. Big black hall. The Regent’s table stands right across from the Stone.”
“Should be a great dinner party for ghouls!” Trigger said after a moment.
“Well, it all seems part of their local religion or whatever you want to call it.”
In a closet of their room they found games, provided for the entertainment of guests. They were unfamiliar and looked complicated enough to be interesting. They set up one designed for two players. It was cover—Telzey would be mentally active on other levels.
Hatzel’s shield had been opening regularly on schedule. She’d caught the opening a few times, checked him out briefly. There was nothing of interest there at present. She’d dropped her contacts with the unprotected minds in Sams’s group. They had no immediate value.
She spent a little time hunting around for traces of the navigator

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