Moments later, he returned with an armful of files, dumping them onto the table. The trio immediately got to work, flipping through each one.
"Have your people made any headway in solving this?" Atticus asked without looking up.
"N-not yet, my lord."
"How long has this been happening?"
The commissioner paused, counted on his fingers, then said,
"Three days!"
'That's a long time.'
Time moved differently inside the territory. Three days here might as well be months. And yet they had made no progress.
'Incompetence? Or whoever is responsible is simply good at covering their tracks.'
Either way, Atticus intended to find out.
They finished reviewing the documents in moments.
"This is everything you have?" Anorah asked again.
The man nodded quickly.
"W-what are your orders, lord? Your most loyal subject is ready to do anything you command!"
Atticus barely acknowledged him. He exchanged a glance with the others, then vanished from the office without another word.
