The morning light filtered through the curtains of the Mayor's office, casting long shadows across the room. The Mayor, seated behind his desk, appeared restless, his fingers drumming lightly on a stack of documents. His eyes, weary from lack of sleep, flitted over the papers, but his mind was clearly elsewhere. He occasionally glanced at the door as if expecting someone to enter at any moment.
The silence was abruptly broken by the soft creak of the door opening. The Mayor looked up, his expression a mix of hope and anxiety. Astron Natusalune stepped into the room, his presence commanding despite his young age. The Mayor quickly straightened in his chair, trying to mask his unease.
"How was it?" the Mayor asked, his voice tinged with anticipation. "Were you able to find anything useful?"
Astron nodded, his expression calm and composed. "Yes, I was," he replied. "The investigation is finished."
