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18.2 FIND THE BROKER (2)

Author: 1stCerulean
last update Last Updated: 2021-05-09 21:05:05

I was so shocked I was speechless.

With Estacio dead, we’ve lost a valuable lead—one of only two, really—to the Coven. His murder (I am assuming he didn’t die of natural causes since Jester was contemplating who the ‘killers’ were) strongly suggests that he really IS involved with the Coven, because it would be too damn convenient for him to die on the very night the AG decides to haul him in for questioning. It also suggests that whatever information he had would be damaging enough that he needed to be eliminated. This also meant that he wasn’t useful enough for them to be kept alive.

Suddenly, a lot of the little things I’ve felt were strange fell into place.

Chief Hogar and his collaborators. The underground party. The exploding glass. And now, our suspect’s dead body.

“Are you alright, dear?” the Commander asked me gently, but there was steel in her knowing gaze. I didn’t realize

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