Chapter 105. Investigation
Visha stood at the edge of the cliff, her gaze fixed on the lifeless body sprawled on the rocky shore below. The wind carried the scent of salt and decay, and she let out a heavy sigh. Wryn Hudel was dead. The man who had spent his life scheming and grasping for power had met an abrupt, violent end.
She lifted her phone and dialed. The line rang only once before Police Chief Argo answered.
"I was too late," Visha said, her voice tinged with frustration. "Wryn Hudel is dead."
A long silence followed. Then, Argo exhaled sharply. "I expected as much. His death was inevitable after the power struggle he got involved in. Keep an eye on Jaya Sebanil and Yuin Sebanil. If Wryn is dead, they might be next."
Visha turned her head slightly, observing the distant figure of Jaya Sebanil. "Jay is watching Yuin Sebanil. From what I can tell, he seems... fixated."
"That could mean trouble." Argo’s voice held a note of concern. "Stay sharp."
Ending the call, Visha took one last look at Wryn’s corpse before heading back. There were still too many unanswered questions, and the night felt far from over.
At the police station, Argo sat in his office, tapping a pen against his desk as he studied the woman before him. Lady Sachel, arrested on Sorchia Island, looked hollow, as though her soul had been drained from her body. Her once sharp and cunning eyes were now dull and vacant.
Argo leaned forward, arms resting on the table. "Why were you on Sorchia Island?"
Silence.
"Who were those people with you? What was your purpose?"
Lady Sachel remained motionless, her expression unreadable. The dim overhead light flickered slightly, casting eerie shadows on the walls of the interrogation room.