The rain had started before Griffon arrived at the market and all the little stalls without roofs and vendors who just spread their wares on blankets had packed up and left already.
That would make his job more difficult, he knew, but if he was going to find what he needed anywhere in the town, it would be at this market.
Those who remained sold a mix of food and household goods, mostly. Not what Griffon was after. Not what-
He saw it suddenly, glittering deep beneath an awning despite the rain.
"That one," he said quickly. "That one."