It took a few minutes for Korvac to find the city plans, buried under the mess that had overtaken his office.
"Mind if I use your desk?" Connor asked.
"Sure, just let me move a few thing—" Korvac began.
Connor swept one arm over the desk, sending expensive tomes and stacks of paper tumbling to the ground. He laid out the city plans across the newly empty desk.
Korvac sighed. "Or you could just do that," he said.
"Adelia told me that she kept losing the trails in the Northeastern part of the city, and we found crystal dust on the papers from Bvorn's safe," Connor said.
"Crystal dust?" Korvac asked.
"Yes," Connor said, "almost impossible to see too. I doubt Bvorn even knew it was there. My guess is that he came in contact with it at some point while dealing with The Syndicate."
"So, we should look at all the enchanters in the Northeastern section of the city?" Korvac asked.
"That might be a good idea, but most enchanters don't have the space to hold all these slaves. There are three factories in the northeast that produce magical goods, and have enough space to hide slaves," Connor said
"Should we assemble a team to hit them all?" Korvac asked.
"No," Connor said, "not yet anyway... let's find out if we're right first. I think Adelia, Vadik, and I can investigate each of the factories tonight.
"I know we could use your thieves, but we still don't know who we can trust, and the last thing we need is to tip them off. Once we've identified which, if any, of them is being used as a front we can move in with a larger force."
"I don't know about this," Korvac said, "Victor wouldn't want me to allow you to step into harm's way. You've nearly died once as it is."
"Then he can complain about it after we finish rescuing him," Connor said, "like it or not, I'm going to do this."
Korvac sighed. "Is there no way I can convince you to let one of my thieves take your place?" Korvac asked.
"This is my uncle we're talking about. He's the last family I have left. I'm getting him back. In the meantime, I need you to assemble a list of all your most loyal and skilled men. Illyian, the same goes for you.
"If I'm right, and The Syndicate is, at the very least, tied to one of these factories then I want to hit them as soon as possible. I don't want to give them a chance to change anything," Connor said.
"And if you're wrong, or you get caught?" Korvac asked.
"If I don't make it back, then you'll know to check out the factory I investigate, which will be..." Connor said as he looked at the three factories and picked one at random, "Zauberer. Adelia can take Magimax, and Vadik you can take Enchantoria if that's fine with everyone?"
They nodded.
"If any of us don't make it back, we'll know exactly where to look. Just remember, this is a scouting mission, and you're my friends so you damn well better make it back.
"If we can't break through the security without being detected then we'll head back here, and make another plan. Regardless of what we find, we'll still need those lists," Connor said.
"You're just as stubborn as Victor," Korvac said with a tired sigh, "I'll get started on those names for you. But, you'd better make it back alive."
***
Everyone had their tasks, and the three left Korvac's office. The common room was even more packed than when they'd arrived, and makeshift beds littered the floor.
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