“There’s no shortage of people with motives. Oh, here’s the main course.” No shortage of motives. Anyone could have been the Kennel’s client. The newly ascended Marquise Vernon, or a frustrated business rival. Another family member, a jilted lover, someone who simply had an obsession and the funding to support it. Whisper didn’t leave a trace; Father would have killed him if he had. But there are rumors nonetheless. Anyone could have been the client, but only Whisper held the pillow over the old man’s face.
