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Bloodhound (Beka Cooper)


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ISBN13: 9780375814693
ISBN10: 0375814698
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Thursday, September 6, 247 H.E.

I should have known tonights watch would kiss the mules bum when Sergeant Ahuda stopped me after baton training. “A private word, Cooper,” she told me, and pulled me into a quiet corner of the yard. Her dark eyes were sharp on my face. Wed gotten on well since Id finished my Puppy year and in my five months work as a Dog. I couldnt think what I might have done to vex her.

“Your reports have gotten sloppy.” That was Ahuda, never one to soften her words. “You leave out detail, you skip whats said. You used to write the best reports of any Puppy or first-year Dog, but not of late. Have you slacked on the memory exercises?”

I gazed at the ground. Of course Ive been slacking. Whats the use, with partners like Ive had? Ahuda put her brown fist under my chin and thrust my head up so Id look her in the eye. “Shall I send you back to Puppy training for a refreshing in memory study?”

“Sarge, please dont.” The plea left my mouth before I could stop the words. Goddess, not Puppy training again, not even one class! Id never hear the end of it!

Ahuda took her fist away and propped it on one of her sturdy hips. “Then however you kept your memory quick before, start doing it again. Steel yourself, wench! Youre not the only first-year Dog with partners who are less than gold. Work with it!”

She marched back to the kennel. I went to wash and put on my uniform. We had the Happy Bag to collect tonight, me and my partner Silsbee. Our route took us along Fortunetellers Walk, where Id be sure to find a shop that sold journal books. Id thought I wouldnt need to keep one after my Puppy year, but if Ahuda was complaining of my reports, it was time to start again.

I didnt even have Pounce to make me feel better as we mustered for the Evening Watch. The cat had stopped coming with us three days after Id been partnered with Silsbee. Id begged him to come. It was Pounces remarks about folk, and about Silsbee himself, that made it easier for me to walk patrol with the man, but Pounce would have none of it.

He bores me, and he only lets you do boring things, too, my annoying constellation cat said. I see no reason why both of us should be bored.

And so I went out to collect our Happy Bags worth of bribes with Silsbee and no one else, listening to him jabber about the meal his wife had prepared before he came on watch. Those huge meals are one reason that when we reached our patrol route, I visited all the shopkeepers with businesses upstairs. On Fortunetellers Walk they went up three and four stories, each room with a crystal reader, or a palm reader, or any other kind of reader. Silsbee stood below and blabbered with the ground-floor shopkeepers. They brought him drinks and cakes, stupid loobies. Did they think hed run after the Rat that stole their goods? I did all the climbing in the miserable heat, just as I would run down their Rats when they came.

We gathered the Happy Bag and finished our watch. Ersken invited me to supper with him, his partner Birch, and some of the others, but I was in no mood for it. I just dont feel like I earn that extra bit from the Happy Bag with Silsbee dragging at me all the time. It makes me feel low.

I was walking through the kennel courtyard when I noticed that Silsbee waited by the gate. He crooked a finger at me. “A word with ye, Cooper,” he said.

My temples banged. The last thing I wanted was any kind of speech with that sheep biter when I was off duty, but he was my senior partner. I went to him.

“Ill speak with Sergeant Ahuda, but yeve the right to know first. Im requestin a new partner.” He dug at his teeth with a wooden pick. “Ye really deserve that name they give ye, Terrier. Y are a Terrier. Ye make me nervous, with yer hands and feet twitchin and yer teeth grindin, allus wantin t chase after every wee noise and squeak. Even in this weather! If I was younger—but I aint. Its best we say were not suited before we get fond.”

“Youre cutting me loose.” I said it slow, just to be sure I had it right. It hurt, to hear the nickname I was so proud of turned against me.

“Ye give me fidgets.” He shrugged and held out his hands as if to say, “What am I to do?”

“You—” I said, trying not to show my fury. “Do you know how many Rats I could have caught and hobbled, had you not held me back?”

“Now, Cooper, dont make me write ye up for sauce.” He waved that disgusting toothpick at me. There was a chunk of something on its end.

“You want to hear sauce?” Two weeks of working with the louse boiled over and out of my mouth. “You walk a bit, and you stop for a jack of ale. Then you stroll a block or three, till you need ‘a wee tidbit, as would feed a family of five. A cove gets his pocket picked? ‘Well have Day Watch pick that Rat up, you say. ‘Theres folk with children to feed on Day Watch as can use the bribes. Someone cries murder a street over? ‘Plenty of folk hereabouts put up a shout because they like to make me run. I aint a-fallin for that trick again. Once we get there, any Rats are gone—its enough to make a mot scream.”

“Im beginnin t see why yere not well favored when it comes to partners, Cooper,” he said. “Ye say nothin for days, then ye talk sewer muck.”

He strolled into the kennel, as smug as a tax man with soldiers at his back. I stood there, shaking, my hands clenched so tight around my new-bought journal that they cramped.

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gen08, August 2, 2009 (view all comments by gen08)
I love Tamera Pierce's books and Bloodhound is Great! I recommend this for both male and female teens and adult readers. All her books are wonderful adventures with a little bit of magic thrown in. Good Values. The slang and Dialect she uses in the story are great fun and very creative.
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jane-of-the-herbs, May 1, 2009 (view all comments by jane-of-the-herbs)
It was slower than Terrier but I think it was worth reading.
I liked that Achoo was a big part of the story. I would say more but then you might not bother reading it!
That would be too bad.
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mariko18, April 16, 2009 (view all comments by mariko18)
Tamora Pierce's "Bloodhound" is the long-awaited sequel to "Terrier," the first book in the "Beka Cooper" or "Provost's Dog" trilogy and turns out to be well worth the wait. Fans of the first book might be a little disappointed to find that some of the characters from "Terrier" have very little page-time in this novel, but will likely be comforted by the first real glimpse in any of Pierce's Tortall novels of the city Port Cayne, not to mention Beka and her companions' startling brand of humor. Despite the serious and dangerous nature of Beka and Goodwin's assignment, readers will find themselves laughing out loud at their wry comments and well timed jokes. The search for counterfeiters is very different from Beka's quest for the diggers and the Shadow Snake in "Terrier", and serves to keep the series and Beka's growth as a Dog and in her personal life fresh and intriguing. The scent hound Achoo, the latest addition to Beka's team, is wholeheartedly endearing. There are several new characters in the book, all wonderfully fleshed out, and Pierce bravely and delicately tackles gender-identity issues avoided by lesser authors (for this I applaud her). Fans of Pierce's Tortall books will be delighted by additional names and places they recognize from "Song of the Lioness" and newcomers will simply be enthralled by Pierce's captivating world, fascinating narrative, and a heroine worthy of the title.
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Pierce, Tamora
Random House Books for Young Readers
Science Fiction, Fantasy, & Magic
Fantasy & Magic
Children s-Science Fiction and Fantasy
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Beka Cooper
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from 7 up to 11
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Product details 560 pages Random House Books for Young Readers - English 9780375814693 Reviews:
"Synopsis" by , Beka Cooper is finally a Dog in the Provost's Guard. The Dogs discover that gamblers are bringing counterfeit money into the city from Port Caynn. So Beka delves deep into the gambling world, and learns from Achoo how to sniff out the criminals.
"Synopsis" by , Beka Cooper is finally a Dog—a full-fledged member of the Provosts Guard, dedicated to keeping peace in Coruss streets. But theres unrest in Tortalls capital. Counterfeit coins are turning up in shops all over the city, and merchants are raising prices to cover their losses. The Dogs discover that gamblers are bringing the counterfeit money from Port Caynn. In Port Caynn, Beka delves deep into the gambling world, where she meets a charming banking clerk named Dale Rowan. Beka thinks she may be falling for Rowan, but she wont let anything—or anyone—jeopardize her mission. As she heads north to an abandoned silver mine, it wont be enough for Beka be her usual “terrier” self. Shell have to learn from Achoo to sniff out the criminals—to be a Bloodhound. . . .
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