Chapter 13

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1 hour earlier
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Aaron took a deep breath giving another detective a nod as he sat down putting on a friendly smile waiting until he was gone before going back to what he was doing. The precinct was nearly empty right now, it being lunch hour and the chief out in a meeting. That and Ein not being there was  why Aaron picked this time.

He reached over pretending to grab some paper work from the other desk keeping a watch for the few people still in the station, as he opened Ein's desk drawer quickly grabbing the papers in it.

"What have you been up to Ein?" He murmured shutting the desk before finally looking through the papers finding them to be drawings as his eyes furrowed in confusion.

The first one was of Laurence, and from the look of it he was getting ready to climb onto a motorcycle an irritated look on his face. The second was of a familiar Ro'meave drawing what looked like a runic circle around a backpack. The third was of what looked like someone's notebook, a crude map drawn out, with a certain place circled that was labeled, Staff of Irene.

Aaron went to the last page finding notes as he set the drawings down reading through it frowning deeply. They were in Ein's handwriting.

- Irene's staff? Connected to finding the locations of the relics? Why did Jenna draw this when she's got the map?

- Cursing backpack?

- Laurence leaving town? What happened night of the fire in the Zvahl house? Why did only Laurence survive.

Aaron narrowed his eyes as he took the drawings and the notes and stood up putting them in his jacket as he grabbed his badge and his gun.

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"Damnit" Ein sighed wiping one hand down his face as Jenna flinched squeezing his hand.

"Jenna . . .  what is this?" Laurence asked in confusion spinning to face her again "Did you do this?" He added gaze finding the cup of pencils and pens

"I-I . . . "

"Jenna . . .  we know about the knights and their . . . over worldly abilities . . . . are you like them?" Garroth asked slowly, Laurence and Aaron's eyes snapping to the large blond in shock.

Jenna seemed to freeze at her adopted brother's words as she stared at him before caving wiping away tears now sniffling. Her ears folded back and finally she slowly nodded.

"I-It's not there all the time . . . . I-I draw things . . . it's beyond my control . . ."

"What do you mean? What are you talking about Ro'meaves?" Aaron spoke up stepping forward a bewildered look in his eyes.

"I knew Aaron" Ein swallowed quietly giving him a look "She's not lying, I've seen it"

"But that's . . .I've never heard of this" Laurence breathed staring at Jenna in shock. "Who knows?" He asked firmly

"J-Just . . .Vylad and Ein did . . ." Jenna swallowed quietly "Vylad didn't find out until a few days before his death. I drew the one with the backpack"

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