The apartment was a fairly expensive one. It was a pent house type with a lot of gorgeous views overlooking the city, he didn't know how much it cost, but it had to have cost a lot based on its location. The furnishing were equally as expensive. Rolando got the sense whoever had owned it had paid more money for it than he'd ever make in six life times. The blood was definitely not a selling point, whoever was killed had been bled all over the room (the bodies had been removed according to Simon so Rolando didn't know how many people had been killed, but from the blood at least two).
"Mr and Mrs Werg." Simon rattled their name off like it meant something.
"Well they are definitely dead." Therod chuckled, Simon crinkled her face.
"Yes the bodies were a big hint, so do your thing Lieutenant dazzle me with your insight." Rolando thought it strange that Simon seemed so flippant regarding him since she sought him out, but apparently that was her style.
"I'll need the shackles off Detective, I can't read anything with them on." Simon looked at Therod who shook her head.
"I'm getting a no on that."
"I can't read with shackles on? What are you afraid of me breaking out and just going on a murder spree of my own? Come on I saved the Emperor's life, I'm in the military you can trust me." Therod shrugged and produced the key for Simon who gave Rolando a long look and then unlocked his shackles. With them off he shifted away, briefly and then right back.
"Ok that was just as a joke don't put the damn things back on."
"Do that again and you'll be the joke." Therod's statement didn't exactly make sense, but the menace in her voice was enough to instill the point. Rolando got to work, it mainly involved standing there looking like he was thinking real hard. He's had to read magic before, a technique taught him by his father, but that was just simple stuff, like finding a trail that went cold. This was not looking for someone magical, it was trying to figure what magical event happened in that room. His first probe into the event was like a bomb going off in his head, the power of the magic used was exponential. It infused everything in the room with its presence. And the presence was dark, Trezlan had once warned Rolando if he ever ran across this type of magic to run.
"Necromancy."
"What?" Simon had heard all sorts of theories, this was the first with the big N word.
"Yeah, so I'm done here. Good luck Detective, do call and tell me how it went."
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