The next few days go by slow. Most of the time Crystal is busy keeping the estate looking nice, leaving me and Shepard to our own devices.
I end up spending most of my time in the library, reading through a few books or watching videos on my phone. Occasionally I catch a glimpse of a black wolf running around in the forest and yard through the window. Shepard is pretty obviously glad to get a chance to roam around in the nearby woods.
My eyes roam across the page as I read, a typical mystery novel but a pretty good one. Just as the protagonist uncovers a key clue, a gruff voice speaks up, bringing me out of the story.
“Giles said you have something you need me to analyze?”
I look up and smile. “Ulysses, it’s good to see you! And yes, I was wondering if yo
