“You knew he was from the Order?” “Yeah, he’s the one I told you about. The one who basically told me it wasn’t his job to figure out what I should do with Remy.” The blonde shrugged and ran a hand through his hair. “Honestly, the guy was kind of a dick, but he seemed pretty hell bent on solving the case. Asked me a shit ton of questions and everything, he just hated when I started asking them back.” That didn’t make sense, though. As far as I’d been aware, the Slythe case had nothing to do with smuggling or illegal imports.
