It wasn't supposed to be like this
Two elegantly dressed people enter a building that serves as a hotel in the wealthiest area of the city. The bellboy escorts them to a room. Inside they press one of the lamps and a secret passage opens that connects the building with the sewers. Going down there are several doors that serve as offices. They go to the larger one where a meeting is taking place.
-That's typical of wolves with chains of Espin, if there is fresh meat they will be on the lookout-
-This may not be the case, usually they are always getting in the way but something is different, it is as if they are waiting for something. Julian, Darius and I noticed that they were just watching us, they may have already queued us and what was more strange was that the same Emir Rashid was there, this is something that they would never do-
-Not only that Rouben, there is also the fact that several of his men returned alarmed which caused them to retreat in the direction of the Red Circle. What do you think of all this, lieutenant? -
-Not a good sign, they are getting ready ... but for what? -
-Whatever it is, we just have to go after them to see what they are looking for-
-Darius I understand that you are like that, but better not get involved. Surely you already have a queue and that in itself is already a problem-
-Even if they tell me that, I still think ...-
The door opened and those present fell silent. A middle-aged red-haired woman and an older, gray-haired man entered the room and took their seats.
-Sorry for the delay, we were entertained a lot on the way-
-Where have you been? You were supposed to have returned hours ago, we are already close to noon, you abuse because you are from the western division-
-Shhh ... close your mouth flea, you are not in a position to speak when your elders are present-
-Excuse the sergeant is something ... volatile- the man clears his throat as if embarrassed.
-Oh! Then it will get worse when he hears about why our delay-
-If only the leader was here it would be easier to throw away all the information at once, I hate doing the job twice- the woman complains and combs her hair with her fingers.
-Could you find Castor and Polux? -
-It's a joke? we couldn't find them anywhere, someone came forward-
-Shit, that woman was explicit on that topic. Now it will not give us help if we do not have the blessings of God, was it the wolves? ... impossible nobody knows about them but us and that woman unless ...-
-About that, by chance we met some wolves in La Rondinella but .... how to say what they were investigating was completely strange and curious, nothing to do with the blessings-
-If it's about Fersa ... we already know that he got drunk before returning to the hut-
-It's not that, it's more about what the man did before he left, Marceline, you heard it first hand, tell them-
-You see, we were at the bar drinking and chatting with the customers, at which point a couple of the wolves asked to speak to the bartender and after a few minutes they went to the back alley. I approached the bartender who seemed confused and asked him out of curiosity what those men were looking for and what he said left me puzzled. They did not come looking for Fersa but for his companion-
- Companion or lover? -
-I thought that too until he told me that an adventurer had been drinking at the bar all afternoon until Fersa showed up and agreed to pay for the drinks for everyone. Between the drunkenness and the dire state of Fersa, the man agreed to escort him to the alley but he does not remember whether or not he returned to the bar, and he does not remember who the man was, his face or name, or even how he was dressed ... It is practically as if he had been dealing with an apparition, to make matters worse, calculating the times and the amount that Fersa drank until they found him in the favelas there is something that does not add up-
-Are you suggesting that this man took the blessings and fixed the matter of Fersa? That would explain the reluctance of the wolves to meddle in the festival, perhaps they expected this-
-On the other hand ... I'm suggesting that Fersa was set up and it wasn't the wolves-
-...-
-Where was Fersa all the time? From the moment they left the bar until they found him in the hut, no less than 6 hours passed, think brat, something is missing but what?
The woman smiled like someone who was plotting something and looked at her partner for him to continue the story.
-We went to the alley to trace footprints but there were none, except the one of the wolves that was a little perceivable, but other than that no other was visible. We went to the favelas to inspect the hut where they found him and what do you think, other wolves were already there. They asked subtly, this time about the girl who betrayed Fersa to be caught red-handed. We waited for them to leave and continued. We dig around a bit and hit a dead end. Inside the house as outside there was nothing. But about the girl ... that is a mystery-
-Possibly it was a hired girl, there are many that are sold for money there-
-We also assumed it and it was not the case. They had not seen that girl before and nobody remembers how she looked. Whatever the wolves are looking for for sure is something that we have not noticed so far, something that exceeds our expectations, something that does not exude presence and can manipulate memories to the point of unheard of -
-This is wrong, this is very wrong-
-After seeing it in person and re-analyzing everything, we could calmly tell you that the case of Ashley's death, that of Fersa and the explosion of the castle are more than related. So, what do you gentlemen think? -
-That we must watch the wolves and re-study the evidence. We leave many loose ends.First we are going to find out who those people are and the second priority is to know what happened with the blessings, we must finish before the start of the snowfall-
The group that had met was left with more doubts than at the beginning. They would start a witch hunt against alleged apparitions. Ray and Meraki without knowing it yet, were adding more and more headaches to their plans, which they would be responsible for passing them on to someone more capable of dealing with them soon.