Edwin stood staring out of the dirty window, which had less visibility and remained after getting a layer of pigeon poop and dust. The scene outside was not exactly worthy of his attention. The same matchbox-sized congested apartments barely stood in front of him.
One blow and everything would crumble down like a house of cards.
And that was exactly what Edwin felt at that moment. One blow from the enemy and his empire, his breed and his relations might crumble down like a house of cards. And he would not be able to gather even a single piece of it.
After three hours of searching in that small room, they had found many pieces of evidence and things they had never expected to see there. Those Shades were damn good at their jobs, that Edwin had to give them.
He was still baffled that they had even had a detailed plan of almost every building of 'the great manor'. Some rooms and secret ways were not known even to Edwin.
