"What's that? Restricted?"
"You should know that!"
"What is it?"
"Your father never told you anything, did he?"
"Sure—course he did. Lots of things. But there's no way he'd know what that place is."
Jon stopped in mid-stride. "No way he'd know? You crazy?"
"Who's crazy?" Terry clenched his fists, stuck his chin out.
"Look here—you want a fight or something?" Jon's hand went to the hilt of his sword. Terry unhooked his mace. Mike had his sword half free of its wide scabbard.
Jon let his arms drop to his sides.