Homely City, Justisar

Rag returned with his arms laden with plates of a delicious meal. He set them down on the table and smiled as Locke and the other’s eyes lit up at the sight of the meal. It was a mouth-watering mixture of medium-rare steak drizzled with tomatyne source, with a side of salad.

‘Eat up, eh. And Stag, make sure you pay this time.’

Stag broke out into laughter when Rag returned behind the counter. ‘Does he really think that I am going to pay?’ Quite elegantly, betraying Locke’s perception of him, Stag cut a slice of the steak and placed it in his mouth, wiping his lips with the serviette when he was done. ‘Carla, I think you have a confession to make, don’t you think?’

Carla gave a stiff and curt nod, keeping her eyes down to her laps.

‘Well, spit it out.’

Carla refused to speak.

‘I found you with a knife soaked in blood. Out with it, or you will regret it.’

Still, she did not speak.

‘And your family will regret it, too.’

Carla’s eyes widened with shock. ‘F-fine. I did it. I cut their neck
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