Gathering Storms
"This guy... also has a grudge against Julian D'Aurelius?"
The thought flashed through his mind before he could stop it.
It explained far more than he had expected.
Steffan gave a cold snort before continuing.
"The last incident was Julian D'Aurelius's doing."
"Like the kidnapping."
His tone was firm, leaving no room for doubt.
He stepped closer, locking eyes with Zyan.
"Why would I rush to act against you without curing your father?"
"If I were to act, it should be after curing your father and sister, don't you think?"
His words were measured.
Logical.
Every sentence sounded convincing enough to plant seeds of doubt.
Zyan fell silent.
He had considered that possibility before.
Ever since everything began falling apart, something had always felt slightly wrong.
The timing...
The sequence of events...
Nothing had completely matched what he initially believed.
