Ivan
I didn't speak, and it was driving Freddy crazy.
We sat in the interrogation room for half an hour, saying nothing. I'd placed the vial of Brody's blood between us but hadn't offered to test him. For his part, Freddy stayed silent, too, unsure of what to do. He made it a point to look away from the off-colored blood, probably wondering what I'd make him do with it. I'd even asked the others to leave when I walked in, ignoring their silent attempts to warn me against it.
Honestly, I don't know what to think about this wolf. On paper, he was what he said he was, and the only thing against him was that tattoo and a few odd statements about Brody, but people lie; papers can be forged, and things can be different thanks to magic. I had to consider all that, even though my gut tells me he does love Elizabeth. Yet, that doesn't mean he still doesn't work for the Arcana and made a deal with them to keep Liz safe.
