The investigation, if you could even call it that, had been about as useful as a waterproof teabag. Millia had done her best to guide me through it, but really, what was the point? Redknot was the ultimate force behind everything. Of course, they wouldn't be dumb enough to leave any obvious trails. It was like trying to prove a ghost committed a crime when said ghost was also the chief of police.
Still, while that particular endeavor had been a waste of time, the rest of my plans were ticking along nicely.
My phone buzzed. A single message.
I glanced at it, and a slow smile curled my lips.
Time to go visit Baron Aldric Faulkner, the noble in charge of this city.
