Trafalgar lifted a hand slightly.
"It's that one."
From the outside alone, the difference was obvious.
Augusto's shop had grown. The old storefront had been decent before, but this one had real weight to it now. The front was wider, the wood newer, the windows cleaner, and the metalwork around the sign had been replaced with something more expensive than strictly necessary.
It wasn't the largest place in Mariven Port, but it looked expensive. Two guards were posted near the entrance, exactly as Augusto had said. He had expanded the place and brought in extra protection because, somewhere along the way, the curiosity circling Trafalgar had stopped being harmless.
Zafira slowed slightly as she took it in.
"I expected something smaller."
"So did I, the first time."
They crossed the street and stepped inside.
