Chapter 4

He may have moaned, or maybe it was more like whimpered.

Warden let out a slow breath, opening his eyes to find Snap cleaning up plate shards. “Snap, who might be out to get Tate? Who are his enemies?”

“Enemies?” echoed Snap, dropping half a bowl in the trash. “Master Tate had no enemies.”

Warden scoffed. “Everyone has enemies, Snap. There isn’t one person alive who’s universally loved. Think about it. You’re his go-to man, Snap. You know the ins and outs of his business. Was he upset with anyone recently? Any idea why he might have been so restless?”

“That’s just it. Aside from the delivery to the trolls, Master Tate has kept recent affairs private.”

Warden practically jumped off the couch. Now was a time to act. “Then let’s go visit the trolls and see what Tate wanted. Where can we find them?”

Snap blinked. “Why, where you always find trolls, sir, under a bridge.” 4