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It wasn't long before Pierre, Stella, and Beval were walking once again, this time away from the Archives.

"Look, Pierre, I know you want to stop your brother and everything, but just how exactly are we supposed to do that? If he's even half as smart as you make him out to be, he's got enough people to make a serious attempt at this, and probably some really impressive weaponry too. I don't know how many members of the Guild you're planning on telling this to, but even if you had all of them on your side, it probably wouldn't be enough. And in case you hadn't noticed, there are presently only three of us."

"Details, details," Pierre murmured, not really paying attention. His mind was too busy brainstorming where his brother would be found. Would he have come back to the guild, or just got up and left Northgate? Well, he's still in the city, Pierre thought as he rounded a sharp corner. If he wants what we suspect, he won't give up so easily.

"Where will we be going?" [Beval] asked offhandedly as they went.

Pierre cringed on the inside. Even he wasn't entirely sure of the answer, but he couldn't tell Beval that. It would be humiliating! "Solomon's office," he said with faux confidence. The only thing he could hope now was that his guess was right.