Giving no attention to the vaguely-curious glances of nearby Ulnos, Haral drew back into the angle where two buildings came together. Pressed flat to the wall, he watched while Kyla peered this way and that, as if searching for some sign of pursuit.
A moment later she disappeared into the shadow-shrouded entrance of a shabby building.
Swiftly, Haral ran after her. But instead of approaching the door, he slipped down a narrow cleft between the place she'd entered and the one next to it.
A slot of window showed above him. Bracing his back against one wall, his feet against the other, he levered himself swiftly upward till he could peer through the casement.
It opened into an empty room.
A kick from one mailed foot burst it open. Another moment, and Haral himself stood inside.
Across the room was a door. Moving silently to it, he opened it a crack and listened.
From down the hall that ran outside came faint sounds of movement. Peering through the gloom, Haral caught a glint of light. Then a door opened. More light flooded out. He glimpsed Kyla in silhouette as she left the one room and went into another.
Now light blazed from the second room. Then that door closed, and there were sounds of running water.