Chapter 80

Elbows flying, I sailed through the crowd as fast as I could. I snatched up meats I didn't recognize the names of that weighed as much as I did. An unattended wheelbarrow sat between two tents, so I dumped everything into it and claimed it as mine. After piling a variety of breads on top, I spied a tent filled with clothing. And corsets, some of which made my mouth water and not just because they were decorated with metal. Since the credits on Nesbit's currency card were being eaten up fast, I quickly settled for a pair of leather pants and a cheap corset, though I wanted every single one of them because I had corset dreams and goals.

While I wheeled everything toward the Vicious, I twisted around to see if I could spot Randolph in the lively marketplace. No orange vest anywhere.

With his phone pressed to my ear, I tried Mase, the captain, and Ellison. After the thirtieth ring on Ellison's number, I finally gave up. Why was nobody answering?