Chapter 126

Elodie’s POV

The night was still when Kiernan and I stepped into the streets, the moon spilling silver across cobblestones. Our lead had come from a small mark, barely noticeable, but I had learned that tiny threads often led to whole tapestries of truth. The person insisted to keep themselves anonymous, and only gave us an address.

Kiernan walked beside me, silent, but I could feel the hum of his