"This guy doesn't seem to be a spy, but there's something off about h-," I mumbled to myself, cutting off as the subject of my investigation walked past me from below.
I had quietly broken into his house and was in the attic, he was in the room right below me. I had used my dagger to carve a small peephole so that I could see what was going on below me.
I had been investigating him for three days now, and while I was fairly certain he wasn't a spy, there was something a bit...unsettling about him. But just because someone's a bit weird doesn't mean they're a spy.
In order to confirm his innocence or guilt before I report my conclusion to Erhtaph Ragiu, I planned to wait till he goes to sleep and then search the place.
