6 Zar'un

I re-entered my office on citadel and tried to avoid picking up a pillow and screaming into it. A monk. A monk infiltrated Citadel. How did I not notice? I did strict background checks on everyone that entered Citadel and especially join the army. What was he telling the crowd? What deceit was he talking about? More importantly, what proof does, no, did he have?

"Zek!" I called for my ward.

He came bursting in through the door, always at the ready. "Yes sir?"

"Call sergeant Zarrow to my office. At once"

"Yes sir" he said and ran out.

Zarrow was the sergeant commanding private Shuni, no, monk Gyani. Somebody had to pay the price, but he had one last order for the man.

I got up from my chair in my office and walked to the window that overlooked the city center. The guard had just found the head and was running back to the military district's gates. Now how did it roll all the way over there?

I had to find the evidence Gyani had. Executing him wasn't enough. If what he had got out to the public, … Then the entire Fire Nation was at risk.

I heard a knock at my door and had to compose myself before answering. There was a certain appearance that had to be maintained at all times. I waited for the second knock and opened the door to my office.

"Captain, I swear, I had no idea that Lee- "

"In my office, sergeant" I said.

I could see the fear on Zarrow's face as he swallowed, closed the door and took a seat on the opposite side of the desk where I had just seated myself. I tried to think of what to say to start off, but the man was practically soiling himself, tapping his foot on the ground and his fingers on his thighs. I tried to think of whether to outright scream in his face or play it calm before his damn nervous antics decided for me.

"I am calling you here in regard to a certain Lee Shuni. I'm certain you're aware of what I am referring to?"

He nodded. He was sweating all over a fine leather chair. Damn it. Never give the guest a leather chair. Still, I smiled.

Good. Then I'm certain you're aware of his betrayal and his most uncertain demise.

He nodded again and spoke up. "Captain, I had no- "

"Silence! I am the one talking here."

He nodded and shut his mouth.

"In which room was he staying and what have you done in regard to this? You may speak."

"Room 221 sir. We haven't done anything as of yet, but we're planning to- "

"Good. Search his room from metal plating to plating. If you find nothing, burn the room. I will see that the price is accommodated for and it is refurbished.

He got up and saluted me. He turned to leave before asking "Is that all, sir?"

I thought. "No. I do trust that you will be resigning from your position as sergeant once you are completed if I am correct. Am I correct?"

He swallowed, moth slightly agape, and finally said, "Of course, sir."

He left and shut the door behind him. He was lucky I didn't have him executed for harboring a traitor. I wouldn't allow for such failure and treason in this city. Not if I could help it.