Quick Trip to the Mecane Underground
He took a slow inhale of filtered air, once again trying to steady and put aside his emotions. Consciously, he loosened the fist he made, shaking the hand out as if he could remove the tension like stray drops of water.
Mattheus had warned Inspector Morrison multiple times previously to stop tracking the Eulerian Circles Society and to leave it to the twenty-year-old. That the late detective chose to ignore it…
In a way, Mattheus understood. Trusting a suspicious young noble part of that group claiming otherwise would be a far reach for a police detective to give. For law enforcement, once they were in the pocket of someone outside the law, probably with their own motivations and goals, it was a downward slope they could never get out of.
But this death…