In Plain Sight

“And the plan is?” Khouri asked.

“You saw them - lieutenant and general, look-alikes. Two too many for coincidence, if I say so myself.” Rastaban knelt and drew in the dirt, brow furrowed in concentration. “Have the men check the other villages as we did, as traveling strangers, see if they recognize any of the women. Have them ask for rumours and legends about the army of women. An entire army doesn’t just disappear.”

“Her army did,” Rhajj said.

Rastaban grinned. “Maybe it did. Or maybe it’s just hiding in plain sight. Now go - we have an army to find.”