Chapter 8 : Time to Go

*Soren*

Payne relayed Mila’s background to me as we stood huddled around my desk with one lamp on.

“And you’re sure there is nothing else?” I asked, frowning when Payne finished his report. I spoke softly so my voice wouldn’t carry through the quiet inn.

Payne shrugged. “Were you expecting something else?”

“It seems strange… there was nothing else to her background?” I asked again for clarification.

“That’s all I have,” Payne said with a heavy sigh.

“All right, let’s go over it again and see if we can find anything else,” I ordered, laying my hand flat on the desk.

“There’s absolutely nothing remarkable about this young woman. Mila was an orphan and a stray. When she was five, she strayed into Saboreef Pack and was taken in by a foster mother. Unfortunately, she was nothing more than a grubby, greedy, gambler,” Payne told me again.

“Which doesn’t exactly equal a happy, well-adjusted childhood,” I muttered.