Serious facts

The morning sun cast long shadows across Bruce's elegant mansion as Mishka arrived, her thoughts still churning from their meeting with Rose the previous evening. She found Bruce in his studio, sketching designs that would never see the light of day - his way of thinking through complex problems.

"Any revelations about Rose's son?" Mishka asked, settling into a plush armchair near his drafting table. The Moonstone's presence in her bag felt heavier than usual, a constant reminder of their growing suspicions about her grandmother.

Bruce set down his pencil, running a hand through his disheveled blonde hair. "I've been making calls all morning. Naval records show Captain James Morrison's last known location was near the Japanese coast, but there's something odd about the reports. They're... incomplete. Like someone deliberately removed information."