Ezra flopped on his bed.
He has new suspects but no new leads and this was still his self mandated break. He deserved the rest.
He sat up, pulling off his jacket. His mind still buzzed with questions but for now, he allowed himself to breathe, to let the world outside fade into the background.
That moment of peace didn't last.
The door to his room burst open, and Gen stormed in, her expression tense with urgency. "Ezra, we have a problem." She said, her voice clipped.
Ezra stood up immediately, the calm that had briefly settled over him evaporating in an instant. "What's going on?"
Gen moved quickly to where he was, a datapad in hand. "A conspiracy theory reporter, one of the more popular ones, just published an article claiming that Hyde was murdered."