CHAPTER 20
Longinus rubbed his eyes. He was tired but satisfied. After a sleepless night of working on the sample Rory had brought back, he finally held some answers to his questions.
Dr Corian had undoubtedly replicated the poison from the sailor’s skin. While this was disturbing, Corian had been unable to replicate the chemical signature that Longinus included in all his poisons. That meant that his art was still uncompromised.
Unfortunately, those answers begged yet more questions, which he was no closer to resolving. How long had Dr Corian been replicating his poisons? Had he done this before? And with how much success? Who had hired him? Had this mysterious assassin executed other copycat kills?
A noise startled Longinus, and he turned away from his alchemy bench. There, in his bl
