
You reach the hovel just as a miserable rain turns the night cold and soggy. Jacey stops every few paces to make sure that you haven't been followed. Over all, the girls seems to be quite paranoid—perhaps for good reason, but it's still not clear. Escaping the chapel left you burned and tired, and it's likely gotten you branded as fugitives for killing a man allied with the baron's son, and for refusing to allow Tabbins to return to treatment at the chapel. You'll have to be careful as you continue your ivestigation.
You duck into the structure and find that it seems set up for at least two occupants. "We'll be safe in here," the girl says. "This is where Melchic and I were staying when that man first hired us. But something about him rubbed us the wrong way, so we made sure to only meet him at the chapel, never here. Lady Olond, too. They don't know where I live."
She takes a piece of flint and lights a few twigs under a pot. "Thanks for getting me away from there. I can't work with Lady Olond again."