Requiem: The Fall Of The Templars - Plot & Excerpts
replied the man, slamming the knife down and taking off the fish’s head. He jerked his thumb toward a door behind him. “But there’re no rooms if that’s what you’re after.” Will moved past him into a dark, musty-smelling room where a scrawny man with carroty hair was maneuvering a barrel across the uneven fl agstones. He cursed as it caught on one of the benches that lined the room. “Here, let me.” Will went over and took the other side. The man looked surprised, but allowed Will to help him move the barrel the fall of the templars 411 over to where several others were stacked. He straightened. “Are you here for a room? Because we’re—” “No,” Will cut across him. “I’m looking for a couple of men I believe are guests of yours.” “Oh?” The man’s tone was light, but Will caught an edge of tension in it. “I think you know who I mean.” The man gave a nervous laugh. “How would I know if you don’t give their names?” “They’re Templars.” The man held up his hands, shaking his head.
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