![]() ![]() ![]() Vimes is digging through the linty pockets of his mind for a halfpenny of advice, or at least reassurance, when Sam grabs his shoulder and spins him hard against a wall. Vimes starts to say so, then considers that the order will be given by a high-ranking officer with years of experience and a long family tradition of military service behind him. It's the obvious time, and therefore a deeply stupid one. "At dawn, do you reckon?" asks Sam from about three inches behind Vimes's right shoulder. And taking the alley does shave five minutes off the walk to the Goose Gate barricade. ![]() But one of the stranger effects of rebelling, if that's the word for it, is that the People's Republic of Treacle Mine Road is the safest part of Ankh-Morpork. Vimes wouldn't ordinarily take a shortcut through Spotted Alley in the dark. I think it's gen, but there's same-sex content. Notes: This is one of those stories for which fandom's category system doesn't work well. Summary: History is made in a dark alley. ![]()
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