Ah, Mare, Kelsier thought. You always wanted a daughter you could teach to walk the line between noblewoman and thief. They would have liked each other; they both had a hidden streak of unconventionality. Perhaps if his wife were still alive, she could have taught Vin things about pretending to be a noblewoman that even Sazed didn’t know.
Of course, if Mare were still alive, I wouldn’t be doing any of this. I wouldn’t dare.
“Look!” Vin said. “One of these Inquisitor dates is new—it’s marked as yesterday!”
Dockson shot a glance at Kelsier.
We would have had to tell her eventually anyway…. “That was Theron’s crew,” Kelsier said. “An Inquisitor hit them yesterday evening.”
Vin paled.
“Should I recognize that name?” Ham asked.
“Theron’s crew was part of the team that was trying to dupe the Ministry with Camon,” Vin said. “This means … they probably still have my trail.”
The Inquisitor recognized her that night when we infiltrated the palace. He wanted to know who her father was. It’s fortunate that those inhuman things make the nobility uncomfortable—otherwise, we’d have to worry about sending her to balls.
“Theron’s crew,” Vin said. “Was … it like last time?”
Dockson nodded. “No survivors.”
There was an uncomfortable silence, and Vin looked visibly sick.
Poor kid, Kelsier thought. There was little they could do but move on, though. “All right. How are we going to use this map?”
“It has some Ministry notes on house defenses,” Ham said. “Those will be useful.”
“There doesn’t appear to be any pattern in the Inquisitor hits, however,” Breeze said. “They probably just go where the information leads them.”
“We’ll want to refrain from being too active near Soothing stations,” Dox said, lowering his pen. “Fortunately, Clubs’s shop isn’t close to any specific station—most of them are in the slums.”
“We need to do more than just avoid the stations,” Kelsier said. “We need to be ready to take them out.”
Breeze frowned. “If we do, we risk playing our hand recklessly.”
“But think of the damage it would do,” Kelsier said. “Marsh said there were at least three Soothers and a Seeker at every one of these stations. That’s a hundred and thirty Ministry Mistings—they must have recruited across the entire Central Dominance to gather those kinds of numbers. If we were to take them all out at once …”
“We’d never be able to kill that many ourselves,” Dockson said.
“We could if we used the rest of our army,” Ham said. “We’ve got them stashed throughout the slums.”
“I have a better idea,” Kelsier said. “We can hire other thieving crews. If we had ten crews, each assigned to take out three stations, we could clear the city of Ministry Soothers and Seekers in barely a few hours.”
“We’d have to discuss timing, though,” Dockson said. “Breeze is right—killing that many obligators in one evening means making a major commitment. It won’t take the Inquisitors long to retaliate.”
Kelsier nodded. You’re right, Dox. Timing will be vital. “Would you look into it? Find some appropriate crews, but wait until we decide on a time before giving them the locations of the Soothing stations.”
Dockson nodded.
“Good,” Kelsier said. “Speaking of our soldiers, Ham, how are things going with them?”
“Better than I expected, actually,” Ham said. “They went through training in the caves, and so they’re fairly competent. And, they consider themselves the more ‘faithful’ segment of the army, since they didn’t follow Yeden to battle against your will.”
Breeze snorted. “That’s a convenient way of looking past the fact that they lost three-fourths of their army in a tactical blunder.”
“They’re good men, Breeze,” Ham said firmly. “And so were those who died. Don’t speak ill of them. Regardless, I worry about hiding the army as we are—it won’t be too long before one of the teams gets discovered.”
“That’s why none of them know where to find the others,” Kelsier said.
“I do want to mention something about the men,” Breeze said, seating himself in one of Renoux’s desk chairs. “I see the importance of sending Hammond to train the soldiers—but honestly, what is the reason for forcing Dockson and myself to go and visit them?”
“The men need to know who their leaders are,” Kelsier said. “If Ham were to become indisposed, someone else will need to take command.”
“Why not you?” Breeze asked.
“Just bear with me,” Kelsier said, smiling. “It’s for the best.”
Breeze rolled his eyes. “Bear with you. We seem to do an awful lot of that….”
“Anyway,” Kelsier said. “Vin, what news from the nobility? Have you discovered anything useful about House Venture?”
She paused. “No.”
“But the ball next week will be at Keep Venture, right?” Dockson asked.
Vin nodded.
Kelsier eyed the girl. Would she even tell us if she knew? She met his eyes, and he couldn’t read a thing in them. Blasted girl’s far too experienced a liar.
“All right,” he said to her. “Keep looking.”
“I will,” she said.
Despite his fatigue, Kelsier found sleep elusive that night. Unfortunately, he couldn’t go out and roam the hallways—only certain servants knew he was at the mansion, and he needed to keep a low profile, now that his reputation was building.
His reputation. He sighed as he leaned against the balcony railing, watching the mists. In a way, the things he did worried even him. The others didn’t question him out loud, as per his request, but he could tell that they were still bothered by his growing fame.
It’s the best way. I may not need all of this … but, if I do, I’m going to be glad I went to the trouble.
A soft knock came at his door. He turned, curious, as Sazed peeked his head into the room.
“I apologize, Master Kelsier,” Sazed said. “But a guard came to me and said he could see you up on your balcony. He was worried that you’d give yourself away.”
Kelsier sighed, but backed away from the balcony, pulling the doors closed and shutting the drapes. “I’m not meant for anonymity, Saze. For a thief, I’m really not all that good at hiding.”
Sazed smiled and began to withdraw.
“Sazed?” Kelsier asked, causing the Terrisman to pause. “I can’t sleep—do you have a new proposal for me?”
Sazed smiled deeply, walking into the room. “Of course, Master Kelsier. Lately, I’ve been thinking that you should hear about the Truths of the Bennet. They fit you quite well, I think. The Bennet were a highly developed people who lived on the southern islands. They were brave seafarers and brilliant cartographers; some of the maps the Final Empire still uses were developed by Bennet explorers.
“Their religion was designed to be practiced aboard ships that were away at sea for months at a time. The captain was also their minister, and no man was allowed to command unless he had received theological training.”