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Ezra leaned back in his chair, staring at the scattered documents on his desk.

Hyde's finances were a tangled mess, obscure and deliberately hard to trace.

He had spent hours combing through the ledgers and transaction records he was able to get his hands on but the deeper he dug into it, the harder it became to even point out what he was looking for.

It was clear that Hyde had done all he could to hide whatever he was involved in, and Ezra was hitting dead end after dead end.

Frustrated, he leaned forward, rubbing his temples. This wasn't something he could do alone, not without a clear lead.

He needed more information, and there was only one person who could provide it. Green.

With a sigh, Ezra stood and made his way back toward the cells. He needed answers, and Green would be the one to give him the next piece of the puzzle.

When he arrived at Green's cell, he found the vampire sitting in the same position as before, his hands clasped tightly in his lap.

The fear he had previously displayed had subsided somewhat, but the tension was still there.

Green looked up when he saw Ezra, his eyes narrowing slightly, as if he was trying to gauge whether Ezra was there to help or to finish the job.

Ezra didn't waste any time. "We need to talk about Hyde's finances."

Green blinked in confusion. "His finances?"

Ezra nodded. "You said you found something. Something about Hyde's funds. Tell me exactly what you discovered."

Green hesitated for a moment. "Why should I tell you?"

Ezra crossed his arms raising a brow. "Who else has the power to help you get out of here alive?"

Green licked his lips at his words, his eyes darting around the room as if someone else might be listening. But after a moment, he sighed and leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"I was working on some of Hyde's financial transactions, routine stuff at first. But then I noticed something odd. Funds from his logistics company were being funneled into some kind of… organization. A human organization."

Ezra's brows furrowed. "Humans? That's not exactly a reason to be suspicious."

"Right? Green said. "But it wasn't some kind of business move or something. He was draining money without receiving anything in return and that is unlike Hyde. So, I decided to look into it."

"But Hyde was careful. He didn't want anyone to know about it and went out of his way to make sure the transactions were obscure, but I noticed the pattern."

"When I tried following the trail, that's when everything fell apart. Hyde framed me for breaking the Law of Secrecy. He couldn't risk me finding out whatever he was doing."

Ezra crossed his arms, the gears turning in his mind. A human organization.

Hyde had been involved with something that he didn't want anyone, especially his own people, knowing about. But why?

What could possibly be important enough for Hyde to frame Green to keep it hidden?

Green shifted nervously on the bench. "So… what happens to me now? Hyde's dead. Does that mean I get a trial, or-?"

Ezra's eyes flickered back to Green, keeping his expression neutral. "That depends on the evidence. I'll investigate, and if there's no reasonable evidence of your crime, you'll be released. But for now, you stay here. That's what I can do for you."

Green swallowed hard, nodding slowly. "I understand."

Ezra turned, walking out of the cell without another word.

The door clanged shut behind him as he made his way back through the underground halls of the peacekeeper headquarters. He had managed to narrow down the financial search. He'd look into Hyde's logistics company instead of wasting his time on the other businesses.

There was something there, something that would point to the human organization Hyde had been secretly sponsoring.

But before he dug into that, there was something else that needed his attention.

The list of those executed for breaking the Law of Secrecy.

If Hyde had really been using the law to frame others and eliminate threats, there would be a trail.

And that trail would likely lead to more than one person who had reason to see Hyde dead. He needed to find those names, and the people left behind.

He descended deeper into the peacekeeper HQ, heading toward the Room of Records.

Peacekeepers always keep physical records only. As the local protectors of Secrecy, digital files would be too easy to hack or manipulate.

The Room of Records was a vault of history, containing the detailed reports of every crime, including all vampires who had ever been executed in Faewall for breaking the Law of Secrecy.

The door to the room creaked open as Ezra stepped inside. The space was very large with tight rows of shelves like a library, stacked with documents and ledgers.

He moved to the far corner of the room, where the most recent records were kept. He ran his fingers along the shelves until he found the one he was looking for, the records on executions in the city.

He pulled the stacked files from the shelf and set it down on the nearest table. The string tying the old documents together was thick and strong.

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Ezra raised his hand, intending to summon Olivia's throwing knife to cut through the string with ease. But as he focused on the weapon, a sharp pain shot through his soul, causing him to wince.

He stopped, abandoning the attempt.

Ever since they had arrived in Faewall, something had been wrong. His soul bond, his connection to the stolen tattoos and his access to his wives' abilities had begun to gradually weaken.

And now, trying to summon powers that weren't originally his, brought with it the risk of breaking his soul altogether.

He knew with certainty that there was something in this city that was interfering with the bond, destabilizing it. He couldn't even feel his wives' souls through the bond again and they too could not use the bond.

He gritted his teeth. Whatever was affecting him had to be the same thing that had drawn him to Faewall in the first place.

He had followed that strange, instinctual pull here two decades ago, hoping to find what he was looking for. But with every passing day, it looked like he'd have to leave the city before the thing affected his soul directly.

Pushing the thought aside, Ezra summoned his claws instead. They extended from his fingertips with a slick sound, the dark, sharp talons gleaming faintly under the lights overhead.

He used it to slice through the string binding the documents and started with the first one at the top of the stack.

He scanned the records, his eyes narrowing as he saw the long list of names, all vampires who had been executed for breaking the Law of Secrecy.

One name after another, most under Hyde's authority.

But what stood out the most was the pattern. Many of the victims were male vampires under Hyde's command. And in almost every case, those left behind were women.

And some of those women, seeking protection, usually entered Hyde's personal coven.

Ezra frowned as he studied the documents. This seemed like the more likely pool of who the killer might have been.

One of the women might have joined his coven in order to get closer to him and seek revenge.

He closed the documents, retying the stack and rose to his feet. The list had given him his next lead.

Hyde's widows.

It was time to pay them a visit.