It was a moonless night in Faewall.
Ezra sat in the silence of his office, deep in thought. The lights of the office were turned off and only the desk lamp illuminated his face.
His mind kept going back to the meeting with James Harlow.
He couldn't help but ask why?
Why had James given him the investigation in the first place?
He frowned. To keep other peacekeepers from poking their nose into it.
Does that mean he knew about Connelly?
That shouldn't be possible.
Ezra couldn't shake the feeling that he was being manipulated, his investigation cut off just as he was getting close to something significant.
That was when the door creaked open and Ezra looked up to see Olivia stepping inside. She moved quickly and quietly, her expression calm but determined.
"I found Abraham." She said, handing him her datapad. "He's in Littleville now. He's a Count there."
