NIKOLAI
“Bury him.” I told the sentinel and watched as he nodded before leaving the room. We had preserved the man’s body just so we could investigate properly and look for where it came from. But we found nothing. All the scents we picked literally led us to nowhere, and everywhere, at the same time. It was exhausting. I was tired.
I needed, a cold shower to cool my head off.
“Maybe he was just a rogue and wondered. Must have lost his way.” Justin shrugged, sitting on a table in the hallway of the morgue where we had kept his body.
I had to disagree with him. It usually didn’t work like that. “A body washes up in the river, half-shifted and battered. And you think it’s a rogue? Why does it have to wash up at this time when we have been reporting cases of missing persons?” What annoyed
