Come With Me

The three of them sat in the office together, the room dark but for some small light from the lamps in the hall and a chamber candle which Dorcus had lit and set on the desk between them. They sat each in a chair, sipping on hot tea as they discussed their plans.

"So, they will arrest you, then?" Benjamin reconfirmed after rehashing some of their previous conversation.

"Yes, I think that's best," Eliezer agreed. "It may cause Adrien some serious problems if they don't find me, and I would hate for them to come here and find the two of you along with me."

"Will they kill you?" Ben asked, his heart unwilling to ask anything less direct.

"No, I don't believe so," his friend assured him. "Although, I think they'd like to."

"Well enough," Ben nodded. "I should like to attend the trial," he told him after some hesitation.

Eliezer looked to Dorcus, then to his tea, then back to Benjamin. "You know I couldn't prevent you, but I will request that you be careful."