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By the time I read the note and went to look for him, he was gone." |
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"Okay, but that doesn't prove anyone else is here. How do you know anyone else was informed?" |
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"I'm certain of it. This is a momentous occasion for the followers of Sate. A true believer in the religion of the Ancient of Ancients believes that he will be allowed an audience with the great Sate only once in his lifetime. It is the only time he will have the opportunity to appeal for Sate's blessing." |
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"Okay, if there are others, who are they?" |
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"So far, I am certain of only one." |
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"She is a true believer," he confirmed. "I am not surprised that you know it. She talks too much." |
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"But you don't know of any others?" |
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Kelto shrugged. "The Emissary has not yet revealed his identity." |
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"The Emissary is the appointed one, the one responsible to see that the way has been prepared." |
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I took another swig of my drink, jotted down a few more notes on my growing stack of three-by-fives and pushed on. |
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"So at this point you don't know who the Emissary is, and you don't know who the other true believers are, except for the Austin woman." |
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