Arielle beamed gratefully. “Thank you, Mr. Lambert.”
“You’re welcome.” Rasmus waved his hand. “One day, if you’re fortunate enough to enter Turlen, please let me know what the country looks like after your return.”
“Sure!” The young woman nodded firmly.
By hook or by crook, I shall learn more about Turlen and head there to find out who killed Mom!
After the duo left Rasmus’ office, a hush descended over them.
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