Joahna Moriarty was sitting in her office, cigarette in hand, when the telegram from Commissioner Hopkins arrived. The curt, urgent message caught her attention immediately: Liam Ashford missing. Need your assistance.
Joahna felt a twinge of unease as she read the telegram. She had met Liam Ashford when she first arrived in New Albion, and the encounter had been strange. He had seemed unnervingly knowledgeable about her, almost as if he knew her better than she knew herself. Shaking off the memory, she grabbed her coat and headed out.
Liam's mansion loomed ominously as Joahna approached. The grand, yet cold, exterior reflected the eerie feeling she had about the place. She walked through the entrance, greeted by the scent of dust and aged wood. The house was eerily quiet.
