Catt had been keeping a busy schedule. All day she would work with Lemmy at the Polypantheonic Temple. As soon as she finished there she would fetch her stolen executioner's disguise and make her way into the Executioner's Guild Hall and blend in with the small army of Junior Executioners working in the records room. She would spend hours pretending to file reports while reading as much as she could, and learning a great deal about how the guild conducted policing business. She had learned enough to carr...