Most of the next day had been spent with Royle dressing up as a commoner to glean information about the accident. It was absurd how easy it was to open them up when they didn’t know he came from the purgehouse.
But still, the pieces evaded him. Royle had asked about the snakes and the bull, but there had been nothing suspicious anyone saw. The snakes had filled three boxes that had been placed with produce, and they had escaped when the boxes had fallen off the cart, breaking into pieces. No one knew who had been on the cart that day, and there were too many people in the business of transferring produce that Royle couldn’t possibly track every single one of them to ask where they had gotten the boxes from. It certainly didn’t help that the actual produce remained a mystery.
