*Brody*
Another day, another location, another river of blood and information slowly forming a coherent puzzle. As promised, he did. Taylor informed my uncle about the information about the name given by one of the informants, who is supposed to be an informant from the council. Arlo.
I don't know any Arlo, but it turned out that my uncle does, and not two, not three, but unfortunately f*****g four, whom he decided to take into the investigation. I was unhappy with the turn of events, and neither was Taylor, who heard the probability of dragging the inquiry for another few weeks, which made him angry. He was so furious that the girl he was still dragging behind him began to fear him, cower in the corner, and sob, causing Saorsa to have to take the poor girl under her wing, looking at Ta
