Chapter 110
I had, for a little while, some time to myself. Time alone is crucial for people.
It allows you to look at your situation objectively and sort out the chaos in your head. Nothing beats it for that.
As I walked, I glanced over my shoulder. Aiden was nowhere to be seen.
I was truly alone. Looked like he really wasn’t following me. Aiden wasn’t the type to tail someone in secret anyway.
Left by myself, I once again recalled Bell’s silhouette. A faceless girl, walking ahead of me with her hands behind her back.
An innocent victim had emerged from this estate. No—only one had been discovered, but there could be more.
Who was that creature in human skin, really? Where had I left off the last time I thought this through? Right—I'd gotten as far as concluding that the person had some connection to me.
One step, two steps. With each footfall, the faces of people who had crossed my path flashed through my mind.
Mia. The Madame. The gatekeeper. The High Priest. Nobles I’d spoken to at the party. Jacob. Ah, and that peacock of a noble too. But if I counted every person I’d merely brushed past as a suspect, that list got too long.
Too many. I was sure I’d been living quietly, but apparently not enough. If I’d known it would come to this, I would've barricaded myself in my room and never come out.
I needed another filter. Something to narrow this massive list of suspects.
“Black magic.”