While the Master of Sin applied his uncommon for a denizen of Hell intelligence to the task of destroying as much of the gods' property in a single diversion as possible, somewhere else, God of Rogues grew uneasy.
No, uneasy wasn't the right word—he wasn't worried or anxious. He was irked a little, an emotional state that made him want to tap his leg and frown. Instead, he had to smooth his features into a polite smile and keep his feet flat on the ground.
His scheme of averting the gods' attention from himself by being the one to lead the investigation worked astoundingly well in the beginning, as expected. Everyone, of course, wanted to hear about every new development of the search for the disappeared god, but by the time God of Rogues finished asking all the standard questions to the possible witnesses, he already had a story and a plan on how to "uncover" it.
