I had made several trips back to the meeting of the Black Hand Society. None were quite as exciting as the first, since members of the group were called away to do various sundry duties in the name of the Horde. Da Doctas school and its faculty had heard rumors of my affiliation but were never able to confirm my attendance. If asked, I merely claimed it as pure happenstance. They knew I did some work for the Assassin’s League. How could it be helped if I was there at …