"This best detective wishes he were that good, but I still have some flaws that need work," Holen admitted with a wry smile. "I knew you'd survive since you're an Antores, after all. I couldn't find much information about your maid, but I figured she likely has some power to protect an Antores family descendant. From there, I just needed you to buy the dagger. If it had been me, I'd have been toast with my meager human body. That's the extent of my plan."
"Wouldn't it have been better to tell me all the details?" Reeva asked, still wishing he had been informed about the danger.
"As I said, I don't have all the information in the world," Holen replied. "All I had were snippets that I pieced together. I provided you with enough information to get the job done. Besides, your reputation isn't exactly stellar, you know. Word on the street was that you were a womanizer and a gambling addict. It was a risk for me too."
