Reidar blinked for a second after Caleb left.
He looked around and realized that all those in the area wore black armbands.
Reidar's gut tightened as he looked through the crowd again. The sheer number of black armbands around him made him feel as if he'd walked into a hornet's nest without even knowing it. How had he missed this? How deep did this thing go? How many church members were here in Havenwood?
Maybe they were displaying the armbands now just for the sake of scaring him.
Regardless, he needed to go to check on Aaron. He was pragmatic, grounded, and most likely knew things most didn't. The workshop wasn't far anyway.
As Reidar moved closer to the forge, he spotted two men with black armbands blocking someone without one from the food line. They weren't shouting, but the way the man flinched when one of them grabbed his arm said it all.
