“I’m surprised the Pinkerton Agency hasn’t put more people on this case.” Jane looked up from her newspaper. Professor Gallagher had been silent most of the train ride to Junesfield, as Jane was not much for small talk. It seemed all that silence had given him too much time to think. “How’s that now?” she asked. “I assumed with the remote Zoom to No Hope, and now this train ride, it’s obviously an important case.” He leaned forward. “You need more assistants—other agents under you who could follow up on these leads.” “It’s not as high on the Pinkerton’s priorities as you might think,” she responded. “We’re a private firm, don’t forget. We earn more bringing in Academy truants than we do bringing in criminals. I’m on my own with this case because I’m efficient and use the resources I’m a