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I held my breath and willed myself still as a tree when I heard the clicking sound come from somewhere. It was faint but clear as glass, and for the thousandth time I reconsidered why I was here. But there was no going back, not now. I pressed myself against the wooden wall, trying to disappear into it as I heard the sound again. Then I heard a scratching noise followed by a muted squeak and I slowly relaxed. It had to be a mouse.
Not what my nerves needed this evening, not when I was breaking into the Thief's Guild offices in Hannis Bay. Difficult enough climbing up to a third floor balcony and through a window, then creeping down the stairs while trusting the residents would remain asleep and unconcerned. Worrying about traps magical and mundane. Even a loose floorboard could be enough to ruin me. Slinking through an unfamiliar building at night with no light. Finally reaching the downstairs office. And now this.
Could it be a magical mouse, enhanced for sentry duty? I wondered inanely, then chuckled. Don't be a fool Brendell. I strongly doubted the Guild would protect itself with magic, not when there were many more effective methods available. A contingent from the Assassin's Guild would suffice ... and be more dependable. But I was counting on the Guild's own reputation and confidence in its power; after all, who would dare steal from the Thief's Guild?
They were going to find out. And it was all their fault for what they had done to my family and me.