Nevara
By the time Kael finished explaining what they had found, I understood exactly why Thoren looked like he wanted to have Evelyn Ward dragged into an interrogation room.
I also understood why that would be the worst thing we could do.
Shelly slept against my chest while the four of us sat in Thoren’s office, the personnel files spread across the table between us. Sabrina’s original application lay on top, Evelyn’s name still visible beneath the emergency-contact section.
Aunt. One ordinary word had changed the shape of the entire investigation.
“She processed Sabrina’s transfer into residential service,” Thoren said. “She recommended later schedule changes. She helped move her closer to the royal wing.”
“And someone removed the paperwork that would tell us who originally request
