The morning in Vogo felt colder than usual, even though the sun was starting to rise high in the sky. Cedric stood on the balcony of his residence, gazing at the expanse of the city that was slowly coming to life. However, his mind was not at all focused on the scenery before him.
In his hands, there were two important reports, one about Edith's origins, and the other about the reason why the leftist general infiltrated La Heta before finally being arrested. He had indeed asked a number of his remaining subordinates in La Heta to investigate this. But who would have thought that the results would come so quickly.
Cedric took a deep breath, then glanced at the documents on the table. He had guessed that there was something strange about Edith's background. The woman was a very kind and
