Soon enough, Elder Gita arrived at the scene, a solemn expression on her face.
"Sorry for bothering you again, Elder," I muttered, smiling at her.
She merely responded with a curt nod, her gaze already scrutinizing Miranda's dead body.
Meanwhile, as we let the Elder do her thing, I called some guards to give them orders. "Go to the mansion and bring any maid who's acquainted with Miranda here."
The guards nodded and were about to leave when Negan spoke up. "I don't think there's any need for that, Kaene. I think I know a maid who I've seen hang around the deceased a lot."
My brows furrowed into a frown as all the Alpha council members turned their gazes to Negan.
Curious, I gestured at him. "Well, don't keep us in suspense. Who is this maid?"
Negan replied after rubbing his chin, seemingly in thought. "Ah, yes! I think her name is Brittany."
Brittany?
