#specht

I love how the crows were like, “Who do we know who can forge a shipping manifest?” And Kaz responded with, “How do you think Specht got kicked out of the navy?”

kukucs!

Frühlingsgefühle, oder: das Klopfen zwischen den Kalenderblättern

“Do you trust Specht?” Kaz cast her a sideways glance. “Is there a reason I shouldn’t?” “Not at all, but if the Ferolind isn’t waiting for us in the harbor…” “I trust him enough.” “He owes you?” Kaz nodded. He glanced around then said, “The navy threw him out for insubordination and refused him his pension. He has a sister to support near Belendt. I got him his money.” “That was good of you.” Kaz narrowed his eyes. “I’m not some character out of a children’s story who plays harmless pranks and steals from the rich to give to the poor. There was money to be made and information to be had. Specht knows the navy’s routes like the back of his hand.” “Never something for nothing, Kaz,” she said, her gaze steady.