"Can you drop me off at the office instead?" Rain asked, glancing at her watch. It was only 10:30 in the morning, and she still had plenty of time to get some work done.
"You already told them you wouldn't be in today, so why are you going?" Alexander asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Plans changed," Rain replied, frowning slightly. "I don't want to just sit around at home. I still have work to finish, and I'm not letting the Obsidian Order case slip away. I have a feeling it's all connected—Madame Beck, Michael Astor. Something's off."
Vania had mentioned that Michael was a regular at Madame Beck's establishment and very close to her. Rain's gut was telling her that Michael wasn't just close to Madame Beck—he might be her business partner, or worse, the mastermind behind everything.
If Vania's testimony about seeing Michael walk was true, then he was faking his condition and using it to cover up his crimes.
