[Portia's POV]
He is Ezekiel.
He is the same Ezekiel from my previous life. Memories about Kiel flow fast inside my head. From the first time we met, the days we spent in the slums together, until the last night I saw him before Kiel was found dead the next morning.
There has never been an investigation into Kiel's strange death. The trooper who was in charge of investigating the crime said that Kiel got attacked by some gangsters and died. But, even I, who was almost going insane, could not believe that inconsequent statement. From what I know about him, Kiel almost never provokes a fight with someone else. He was a kindred spirit, just like Diane.
Moreover, Kiel was not a noble or rich merchant. So, what was the point of the gangster attacking him when he did not even have anything to be robbed?
Even though I begged and knelt in front of them—the trooper—to continue the investigation, it was still rejected.
