“I need to find these thieves,” I said.

“And then what?” the Mist Walker asked.

“I don’t know,” I replied, “but they know where I am. Right now I’m more trouble than I’m worth.”

“Look, kid. I hate to say this, but you are that: a kid. I’m not saying you’re not without merit, but you’re not quite ready to infiltrate the Tarlea underworld.”

“Right now I haven’t many options.”