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Vordel glared at the man. "We won't be here 5 minutes."

"Sorry," The stablehand shrugged. "Hands are tied."

Denon shook his head and produced a pouch of gold. Since no one else seemed to have anything to say, he tossed it to the man. "I'll take care of the horses here... the rest of you head inside and find the others."