"It does explain how much she knew about the Ice Court going in. And that dog."

"...And getting away with being grisha but in their army."

"They'd have wanted to cover that up."

"She's got the connections for it."

"Hopefully she has the connections to get us all out, then."

Speaking of... They're nearly at the Treasury. 

Is it too late to just load up a sack full of valuables and call it a day? Probably. Better get searching for their human target, then.

The treasury is big - but there's pretty clearly a better protected back section, and only one door with a guard posted. 

Who Inej makes quick work of, before he can sound an alarm. 

"Nice." And Kaz gets to work on the lock.

It's tough - one of the newer quatrefoil locks, meant to keep out people just like her. 

Of course, it's Kerch make, which means she has an idea how to manage it - especially if she gets Inej on one or two of the linked locks. 

It's a tight squeeze. But. She'll make room. For- efficiency's sake.

Inej is fortunately skinny and acrobatic enough to minimize contact. 

Her Wraith is always the best.

Kaz's best girl. 

Damn straight.

And with a few final clicks, the lock pops open and the door reveals...

...a laboratory setup, and a young Shu girl.

...Not who they were expecting.

"Bo Yul-Bayur?" she asks, then repeats the code phrase they were given by Van Eck, to indicate they were sent by the Kerch.

"My father is dead. I'm all you get."

Oh, fuck's sake.

" - Fjerda's having you recreate your father's work?"

"That is their want."

Nod. "We're getting you out of here."

"So you can sell me to someone else. I understand."

"We don't want Fjerda to have parem, and we want to profit from this. The exact terms are negotiable."

"I also do not want Fjerda to have parem. I think we have grounds for negotiation."

"Let's get you out first. Time's short."