John Brant studied the tall white woman sitting
across from him. They were sitting
in a small café on the outskirts of
I was referred to you by a source that I have found trustworthy, Mr.
Brant, said Larra. It
appears that he was not wrong in his
recommendation. Now I need your
guidance. I intend to keep my
party small, no more than four people, and I need another well-trained and
trustworthy woodsman. Is there
someone you can suggest?
Please call me Sawatis,
Sawatis it is then. And
you should call me Larra. I find
Sawatis grinned. He liked this
tall woman more and more. In
answer to your question, there is someone I
know. He is not Mohawk, but he
is the best hunter and tracker I know, next to
myself.
Excellent. I will leave
the matter in your hands. In
the meantime, I would be obliged if you would help me in my choice of
equipment. You are more familiar
with the demands of the North than I
am.
Show me a list of what you need, and I will get
it. Some of the supplies might
be better purchased at our point of departure, rather than hauling them all
across
Larra nodded, handing him a list of basic
supplies. Ill get
on that right away, he said, and contact the man you
need. Do you mind if I ask who
is to be the fourth member of the
party?
Not at
all.
She is my assistant, Miss Gallant.
I hope you are not put out at having to work with two
women.
Ive worked with women before and
survived. I expect Ill
be able to work with both of you.
Well, he said, rising and waving the list Larra had given him,
I better get on this. I
will contact you in a few
days.
Youll need money, said Larra reaching into her
purse. Would a thousand
dollars be enough to start? You
can take your first months pay out of
it.
Sawatis rarely showed surprise. But
this display of trust caused him to raise his
eyebrows. It certainly appeared
that he had judged correctly. If
Larras assistant was anything like her, he was certainly looking forward
to their first meeting.
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