Juno rolled the timber into the road after the transport turned the bend.
It struck the paving, bounced once, and settled across the near wheel track. The driver saw it in time to brake. His horse threw its head; the guard on the rear step swore and jumped down before the vehicle stopped.
“Move that!” the driver shouted.
Bram walked out with both hands visible.
“Open the rear.”
The guard’s hand went to his weapon. Eli stepped into the road from the opposite side, giving him another danger to watch. The driver recognized Bram, and the recognition made him look toward the road behind them.
Eli saw that look.
“How far back?” he asked.
