"Now," he said quietly.
His control slipped. The two guards came toward him, overpowered and held him in a brief second—
"Wait," the Inquisitor said heavily. "Wait. Release him."
"And so," Claerten thought, "the job was accomplished."
"Naturally," Jonas thought.
Claerten's thought had an overtone of weariness. "There is no need to be smug," he told Jonas. "After all, you did not do the job yourself."
"Unimportant," Jonas thought. "The man is convinced; he can be trained further and join the Brotherhood."
"It will take time," Claerten said. "A few years, perhaps. But in the meantime there will be no trials in Speyer."
"No trials?" Jonas thought. "But ... oh. I see."