Chapter 18, The Spy:
The Spy had to admit he admired efficiency when he found it. Yesterday at the wedding, the child collapsed from the poison, the Zarian guards were quick to cordon off the area. They scooped up everyone still at the party, as if someone in power knew the attack would happen.
He stood close enough to witness the young man die, even if he hadn’t been the one to spike the drink. The green froth spewing from his mouth was an unmistakable sign of vine overdose. There was nothing to be done to save his life even if he wanted to.
Luckily, he left his vial of refined product at the widow’s home. He hid it well from nosy staff, but he wasn’t sure if it would remain undetected from zealous investigators. But since it was at her home, undoubtedly, she would take the fall if a p
