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We had the meeting after sending the boys to sleep. They felt there was something for adults only, and tried to linger, refusing to go to sleep, but after reading a couple of book chapters, they were finally put to sleep.
We assembled in the living room. I gave them copies of the report, as well as notes on everything that I'd learned so far. Father, who looked at the drawings I made, suggested a couple more symbols. But, even after all the brainstorming, we could not guess who was behind the attack. Our family's enemy, the Inquisition, could have been behind this. Or not. We knew nothing about who was behind this.
"There is only one way to find out who it was," I said. "Return to Ashford. Continue living as I was. At some point, they'll come after me again. And our best hope is to c
