Chapter 59: Answers

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I managed to get a whole three hours of sleep before I was up and out again. The first job of the day was interrogating our friend Julian Stanley. We needed to know what he was doing and why the bloody hell he was doing it.

Was he just acting on behalf of the Rogue King like he claimed? Or is he actually a third psychopath that I’d need to worry about? That’s the question.

I burst into the interrogation room in the basement, Callum hot on my heels. I’d already had security move Julian from his cell to the interrogation room; his hands were bound with silver cuffs to the table in front of him, and his ankles were shackled to the chair legs.

Callum had found a witch to remove the spells he was using, so instead of seeing a replica of Jacob, we were now seeing him for who he is. He wasn’t as tall as he was pretending to be, or as muscled, so all of his clothes were now hanging off him. His mousy brown hair looked like it hadn’t been washed, and his face looked like it had an argument