*Gravestone*

Well, this was a fine bloody mess, wasn’t it?

Price, one of our lead suspects in the White Eye Cult, was dead. Murdered in a game of politics between three rival nations, with what little evidence there was pointing to all three depending on interpretation. And if Bel and I didn’t find the real story and fast, those wild interpretations were liable to explode into all-out war.

I looked down at Bel, to find that--against all odds--she was completely calm. ...