"No, for a wonder." That's wry, as they turn left, down toward the quay where the Gallows ferry waits. "You'd think any number of enterprising businessmen would want the space for some other horrible warehouse that's a thin cover for smuggling and organized crime. But they might well believe the space is cursed."

(A passing longshoreman looks quite sad at the aspersions Cullen is casting.)

"I'm afraid I don't know much about Nevarra."