She was fairly sure who the superior in question must have been. Bradamant answered directly to Kostchei, just as Irene answered directly to Coppelia. The possibility of someone else having been involved and giving Bradamant orders . . . well, it wasn’t impossible, but it was too unlikely. At the moment the principles of Occam’s razor, starting with the most obvious answer, seemed the best plan.
This is a weirdly convoluted paragraph to say brad was probably working for her boss. Like duh? One sentence here would be fine. Irene looks stupid if she has to spend this much energy reaching obvious conclusions
