Knowing that Abby would want to leave as soon as possible to look for Bridget and Thomas, Molly moved quickly. She told a remaining barmaid as well as a bartender her errand, instructing them to make sure that the entire staff knew they were looking for Thomas. She also made the barmaid promise to stay until they returned, offering to cover any shift off she wanted for a week as repayment. Then Molly ran to where she stowed her belongings.
Throwing items onto her bed, she found her cloak towards the bottom of the pile. It was the worst worn of all her clothing, but it was better than nothing. And better than that, inside it was the belt she wore when traveling. Abby might feel safe around Greenville at night, but Molly didn’t. Attached to the belt, was a sharp little knife. It was easily concealed by her skirts so that Molly could benefit from looking nonthreatening while still being armed. She tossed on the cloak and slipped the belt around her waist as she flew back out the door. Her things were still strewn about, but the patrons could have them for all she cared. She needed to get back to Abby.
She made sure to move more slowly when she came back into the pub. Molly didn’t want to alarm Abby any more than she already was. So she strode over to Abby, managing not to do so at a run. “Right then. I’m ready if you are.”