Sarrica stared at the list
he'd found buried in the bottom of Allen's desk. Allen might be able to hide
his every thought from the High Court and every foreign dignitary to step foot
in Harken, but after nearly ruining their relationship before it could begin,
Sarrica wasn't as easy to fool. Allen had been brooding over something for the
past few weeks, frustratingly elusive whenever Sarrica asked what was wrong—and
while he vastly preferred to pin Allen down, literally if necessary, and extract
the information once and for all…
Well, sometimes it was easier
to resort to less direct methods. Like waiting until Allen was locked in an
hours' long meeting then ordering everyone out of the office so he could snoop.
He hadn't expected a list of
names. Innocuous enough on the surface, but something about them nagged. It wasn't
until he remembered Lady Tanna had been a friend of Nyle's that the pieces had
fallen into place.
