“Wasthisamagicalcreatureattack?”FelixturnedtoStramitz.“InthemiddleofdowntownEdinburgh?”
“Multiplebitemarksintheceiling,”Stramitzrepeated.Sheturnedawayfromthescorchedwallanditsbitemarksandfocusedontheman—halftheman—onthebed.Thewoundpatternlookedfamiliar.Hewasn’ttorn—“Thatmanwasbitteninhalf.”
Felixbithislip.“Whatdoesthis?Aspell?A…dragon?”
“Theyhaveawitness,”Phillipsofferedwhenhecamebackintothesuite.
“Ohyeah?”Felixarchedabrow.“Howbigarehisteeth?”
Thewitness—ArchieEversworn—wasaporterwhohadbeenlatetoworkandhadtakenhisprecioustimemakinghisroundstocheckonthepenthouseearlierthatmorning.Andhe’dalsomisplacedhisemployeemasterspellkeythatallowedhimintoanyroominthehotel.FelixtookpointontheinterviewandcamedownonEverswornhard.Theporterwasinnocent,Igorawascertain,buthewasdefinitelyhidingsomething.
“Thisdoesn’tlookgood,Archie,”Felixrepeatedformaybethefifthtime.“Youwerelatetowork,latetocheckonthesuiteinquestion,andyourspellkeyismissing?Itallseemsvery—”
“Confluent,”Stramitznarrowedhereyesandtheporter’sgreeneyeswidened.
“Yeah,”Felixcontinued.“Alotofpiecescomingtogetherandpointingtoyou.”Everswornstaredathisfeet.FelixmetIgora’seyesandwaitedforherapprovalbeforementioningthespelllog.“Now,thesecurityspellloggotscrambledintheminutesbeforeyousayyouenteredthepenthouse.Anyreasonyoucanthinkof,Archie,thatthesecuritysystemwouldmalfunctionlikethat?”
“What?”theporterbreathed.“No,ofcoursenot.”
Stramitztookastepforward.“Soyoudidn’tnoticeanythingoutoftheordinaryonyourwayuptothepenthouse?”
Theportergulped,andStramitzthoughthelookedoddlyfamiliarwhenhestaredbackather.ShemadeanotetosendoutinquiriesonhimtoalltheotherDMLEofficesbeforetheendoftheday.Eversworntookabreathandasked,“Didyouhavethelogforthefourteenthfloor?”
“Ijusttoldyouthelogswerescrambled.Now,didsomethinghappenonthefourteenthfloor,Archie?”
“Yes,”hesaid,thenshookhishead.“No,”herushed.“Imean,er…maybe?”
Igorastoppedherselffromsmiling.“Youdorealizeyoustatedeverypossibleresponsetothequestion?”
“Sowhichisit?”Felixsaid.
Everswornhuffed.“No,Ididn’tseeanything.”
“Don’tleavetown,Mr.Eversworn.”Igoraraisedherbrows.
“I—Iwon’t.”
Ontheirwayoutofthehotel,Phillipsaskedifthey’dgotanythingoutofthewitness.Igorabrushedhimoff,buthepersisted.“Youdidn’ttellmehowyourcasewasconnectedtothis—thisincident,”Phillipsstuttered.
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