Bundo looked ready to attack the man by the cart filled with what might have been melons, except they were bright pink. After three days of watching the man bargain, Cal didn't worry about either of their lives.

Cal nodded to Jorges, who stood on the dock at the bottom of the gangway.

"The usual place?" Jorges asked.

"Yes, I'll send a runner if things change." Cal adjusted satchel on her shoulder and then headed toward the market Bri had shown her. Being with someone who ...