Dov arrived with a cart full of empty packing cases and refused to let Iven carry his own bag.
“You’re paying for transport.”
“I can lift a bag.”
“So can I. That’s why this business has lasted.”
He put it beside the instrument chest and tied the load himself.
Neri watched from the doorway.
“Three days out?”
“If the road stays as advertised,” Dov said.
