Chapter 105: _The Scales Could Shift
Marcellus’ POV
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The next morning, Marcellus was busy looking through some paperwork the Gamma had sent him concerning all the different murder cases in the pack since Odessa arrived.
He did this in the comfort of his balcony while sipping an alcoholic drink that he mixed himself as the morning sun rays shone on him.
"Ridiculous..." He muttered at a point, scoffing and shaking his head as he skimmed through the reports. "This whole pack is a clown show."
The reports didn’t seem to have any valuable information that could help further the investigations, and the Gamma and the pack soldiers seemed to be stuck at a bottleneck.
Apart from knowing that witchcraft was involved... There were no other clues that they could piece together that would show they were making progress.
"I guess it will forever remain a mystery." Marcellus sniggered, shaking his head as he flung the papers away.
He took a sip from the glass of the special alcohol in his right hand, sighing satisfactorily as he closed his eyes to relax. He would hand the papers to Kaelos later.