"Yes," Carroll said. "Do not expect too much. They do not like this business."
"Neither do you," Wolf said. "But you count yourself among the five trustworthy."
Carroll didn't answer, and Wolf took his silence as a declaration of faith.
"All right," he said. "Leave me now. At sunset, bring your men to me, all of them. I will work out the attack."
"Very well," said Carroll, and started to leave.
"Joseph," said Wolf softly, and the older man turned at the door.
"What is it?"
"What about Daimya?"
"What about her?"
"Where will she be during—this attack?"