Later that day, Lucian sat in the backseat of the car, deep in thought.
His eyes were fixed on the window beside him as he drew a slow breath and massaged the bridge of his nose. Gustav's report from earlier kept replaying in his head, making it throb faintly.
"Master, our initial investigation came back clean."
"I've double-checked, and it doesn't appear that anyone around us has turned on us."
"However, I did notice some unusual movements in a few of our territories. Nothing suspicious enough to confirm a betrayal, but I'm still looking into it."
Those were the words circling in Lucian's head, almost making him nauseous.
He dropped his hand and tilted his head back, eyes sliding to the window. He reached out and pressed the button, holding it until the outside air hit his forehead.
