Grandpa Thinker sat down in his chair and looked through the files before him. So far, the most obvious suspect was the overseer. But he had nothing to gain from all of this.
The only one on the bad list was the old overseer. The gremlin, Darion.
He was on all the places of the accidents at all the times they happened. Grandpa Thinker didn't want to suspect someone who served him for more than 400 years, but he did.
The way he saw it, there was only one thing to do. He needed to send all the workers who got transferred from the original coal mining factory away.
Even if it was just temporary.
And Darion needed a chance to show him that he didn't deserve to be on the bad list. He knew just the place to send him to.
0000
A blue light blazed, and a missive appeared. Both children lunged at it. Marinus reached it first. He grabbed it and held it over Theanore's head.