We were currently holed up at the Dispatcher’s, the only place I could think of for an in-town base of operations, and as soon as we had arrived, I had insisted that both Massha and Guido grab a bit of sleep. We had been going nonstop ever since stepping through the door into Limbo, and I figured that the troops would need all the rest they could get before we tried to spring Aahz. Of course, once I had convinced them of the necessity of racking out, I promptly ignored my own wisdom and stayed up thinking for the duration.
The rationalization I used for this insane action was that I wanted some extra time uninterrupted to recharge my internal batteries, so whatever minimal magic I had at my disposal would be ready for our efforts. In actuality, what I did was worry. While I had indeed taken part in several criminal activities since teaming up with Aahz, they had all been planned by either Aahz or Tananda. This was my first time to get involved in masterminding a caper, and the stakes were high. Not only Aahz’s but Massha’s and Guide’s futures were riding on my successful debut, and my confidence level was at an all-time low. After much pondering, I had decided to swallow my pride and lean heavily on Guide’s expertise, which was why it hit me so hard when I discovered that he knew even less about successful jailbreaks than I.
“Sorry, Guido,” I said, trying to restructure my thinking. “I guess I’m more tired than I realized. Didn’t mean to snap at you.”
“Don’t worry. Boss,” the bodyguard grinned. “I’ve been expectin’ it. All the big operators I’ve worked with get a little crabby when the heat’s on. If anything, your temper gettin’ short is the best thing I’ve seen since we started this caper. That’s why I’ve been so jumpy myself. I wasn’t sure if you weren’t taking the job seriously, or if you were just too dumb to know the kind of odds we were up against. Now that you’re acting normal for the situation, I feel a lot better about how it’s goin’ to come out in the end.”