Mr. Bennet came to a stop. He looked over his shoulder at Aedion. "Aedion, my boy, evidence is always in the least expected places. A culprit will always leave at least one tiny piece of evidence behind. It could be anything, you never know. You have to be very patient and careful to find or figure it out."
"And don't forget, we are dealing with Draven Delgaard here. I want to...beat him."
"What?" Aedion was taken aback. "Wait, sir Bennet, you took this job because of him? Because you wanted to beat—"
"Isn't that obvious?" Mr. Bennet turned to look at him. "You think I would be interested in some measly bombing case?" His right brow was raised.
He took a step closer to Aedion.
