“No ears on us,” Tattletale murmured, “We’re good so long as we keep our voices down.”

“PRT is having words with the remaining ‘witnesses’ who stuck around to grab loot after the dogs ran off,” Regent informed us with a whisper.

I guess he has full access to Shadow Stalker’s senses, then. I suppose that’s to be expected. It’s hard to do a puppet job if you have to rely on your own senses.

“They’re backing up the story we wanted to sell.”

Perfect. I guess that’s why they bothered to act it out in the first place.

We’d passed one hurdle, at least.  The act could have gone either way – if we didn’t sell it well enough, we could have wound up with the PRT arresting us for real.

Including Shadow Stalker, I suppose. Man, imagine her waking up from whatever her consciousness is going through while this is happening, locked in a cell?

Maybe she sees everything, hears herself talk… She has a mouth and she must scream but the mouth is currently in use by someone else…

If we timed it wrong or if one of the looters decided to attack us while we were pretending to be tranquilized, something ugly might have happened.

Oof, yeah. The scene would’ve been much less orderly when the PRT arrived.

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