Jaegar lay back on his cot, staring up at the ceiling. He had declined Niko's offer, but he couldn't shake the feeling that this wouldn't be the last he'd hear from this mysterious group.
As the night wore on, Jaegar's resolve strengthened. He would face his accusers on his own terms, in the light of day and before the magical courts. But he would do so with eyes wide open, wary of friends and foes alike. For in this world of shadows and secrets, he was learning, nothing was ever as it seemed.
***
The morning sun had barely crested the horizon when Pierre and Jennifer once again found themselves at the Ministry headquarters, their determination to see Jaegar undiminished by yesterday's failure.
The atrium buzzed with activity, witches and wizards hurrying to and fro, their robes swishing as they navigated the morning rush.
