Chapter 65: A Stalled Investigation
The morgue of the Inquisition.
Aaron and Bishop Becket stood side by side before the killer’s corpse, both wearing bird-beak masks designed for protection against toxic fumes.
“Do you recognize this face?” Aaron asked Bishop Becket for confirmation.
“As far as I know, there is no such person within the Church, including among those apostates officially registered,” Bishop Becket shook his head.
“I fear this was an assassin privately cultivated by someone.”
“Starting from Henry Potter’s enemies or competitors, are there any suspects who fit?” Aaron continued.
The likelihood that Potter’s clients or collaborators would send an assassin to eliminate him without destroying the evidence was low.
If it were Potter’s enemies, however, it would be far more plausible.
After a moment of contemplation, Bishop Becket replied, “Your Highness, perhaps we can also consider a different angle. This assassin may not necessarily have been targeting him.”