There was about ten bandits in the room, the ones who had been with Blake the longest or who had simply risen through the ranks of The Blades through skill and capability. Dorm had been called in the morning after learning the horrible truth about the Degen’s, they were going to plan a job.

Apparently Blake wanted the new guy close, to make sure he didn’t make any rookie mistakes. Dorm was still shaken from what he had learned before but he had tried to put it out of his mind and focus on his mission. He was here to track down Saffron and she might be in the room with him right now.

Two of his prime suspects were there with him, Blake’s girl Siph and a girl he had been introduced to the night he had arrived Rachel. Both fitted the height profile and both had been with the gang only a relatively short time. Also from what he had picked up neither talked about their past with anything definite, although that wasn’t particularly unusual given the nature of their profession.

It could be either of them, it could be neither of them, he couldn’t make any decisions before he had more evidence but he felt he was making headway.

It was now the third day he had been with The Blades and he knew nearly all of the members by name and face, if little more than that. Most were friendly and happy to talk, despite the brutal reputation of the gang. Dorm suspected that may of them where much like Blake himself, intelligent, congenial and basically decent but quick to anger. Certainly the gang’s behaviour towards one another did not fit with their reputation for needless violence and cruelty.

The people in the room with him now were a perfect cross-section of The Blades. There was the capable Second Ceran, the simpering but (Dorm suspected) tougher-than-she-looked Siph, there was wisecracking Pat, dour Kosuke, the big man Samul, Blake himself, pretty Rachel. There was also a few he had just meet that morning; An older woman with the same dark skin tones as Blake whom the others called Pern and an intense middle age