Chapter 46 The Scent Of A Lie
- RONAN
- Before combate started that afternoon to claim the hierarchy room, Asher handed me a black folder I’d asked him to dig up—thanks to a few favors owed from internal staff. The Academy liked to believe its files were sacred. Sealed. Secure. But once the right offer is made—one too tempting to refuse—sacred and sealed lose all meaning.
- I flipped it open.