Dupont entered by himself he looked around my office with a mix of interest and boredom. I swear the caption of the guard always seemed preoccupied even when he was involved in a case he seemed like he would rather be doing something else, probably because he did. I made a note to find out what hobbies Dupont had, so far I have no discovered anything about the man, I'm terrible at following up on notes. I could see there were other guard members by the door, but perhaps out of respect for the limited size of my office they had been left outside.
"Did you kill him Trezlan?" He had waited a bit to ask this and I was a bit of a loss for words.
"You'll have to be more specific than that." Ok not so much a loss for words as searching for the context in which the question was being asked because got to be honest. Killed a lot of people journal, lot of people, some of them not even in these pages (rest in peace mail carrier possessed by dog spirit).
"There was a man who came to see you recently, I was told he visited you a couple times." I was about to offer a smart ass comment (because reasons) when I remembered the husband who thought his wife was trying to poison him.
"Oh the guy who thought his wife was using magic against him, yeah he was in yesterday, crap did he die?" I admit perhaps crap did he die is not the best defense in the entire world.
"Can you come with us Trezlan?"
"Is this an order or a request?"
"Its a request, but I can make an order if you persist." Not wanting to be on the wrong side of the law again I decided to follow his request. That and I really wanted to see what happened to this idiot. I mean it could have been magic, but I hadn't felt any when he had visited me the two times I had seen him. And so I went with the guard to the scene of a murder they suspected me of committing. Which is completely silly, normally when I kill someone I leave town. Err crap that doesn't sound good either, nevermind nevermind!
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