Sometimes, someone gets in a jam. Gets in too deep, or can't see a way out, or just needs to have something taken care of. That's when they look me up. I'm Mat Devenor. I take care of peoples' problems, for a price. Whether it's intervening with the Guild, or collecting a debt, or settling a score, I've got the skills and the sword to deal with it. It's not a bad gig, except for one thing. What happens when it's me that's in too deep? I should have known, from the moment the wench walked into the Shriven Shield. I should have known. Every disaster I've ever seen started with a beautiful...