Bandits and general arseholes and now Mapmakers, too. Bleeding Mapmakers.’ Eyes was counting them up on his fingers. ‘Anybody else we gone and pissed off? Anyone else we want to, while we’re at it? Why don’t we just go and each lay a big fat turd in Old Green’s mouth, eh? Just to make sure we’re well and truly fucked.’ ‘Well, we’re going to Dok,’ murmured Spider. ‘We could.’ ‘Don’t be angry, Eyes,’ Nora said. She sat cross-legged on top of the pipe next to Raspy’s dead body, which was dripping blood into the red pool beneath, and cleaned her tools with a damp piece of cloth. She’d gone outside to wash herself in a half-barrel water butt she knew of while Alan filled the others in. Water sources were one of the many features Mapmakers were required to document. ‘Don’t be angry? Don’t be bleedin’ angry? Easy for you to say, missy!’ Eyes, beet-faced, pointed at Raspy’s corpse. ‘You clearly don’t feel a damn thing.’ Alan watched Nora continue cleaning her kit.
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