Arc 5, Chapter 45: When the Law Doesn't Go Your Way

While they had gone up the stairs, the redhead made her way about the company, surveying the ground floor. No Alicia in sight, but no Mrs Aetherton either—same went for the secretary bird at her command.

She waltzed down the floor and through the sofas with the scents of coffee drifting about the building, only making her lips want a simple cup of tea instead.

Her footsteps stopped at the door of an office, only to see the lights were off and the door shut and locked. It seemed Peter Werner was out somewhere.

It was truly something to behold, this entire company. The ten best detectives… and only them? No cleaning staff, no accountants, no consultants, no secretaries, no guards—was it truly that autonomous around here?

She pondered in the quiet surroundings as she walked and surveyed around. Her eyes trailed along the brown wallpaper with diamond-shaped floral patterns, till they stopped at the door of an office—K. Namora.