Epilogue
The Major, in the end, did share a few tidbits, after some coaxing.
"It seems like there was a collaboration between the Society of Learning," the name the Inquisition chose for itself, "and some sections of the Yllamese establishment. That's where they got the mind-altering substances and artifacts they used to…" a look at Grandpa.
I knew what was left unsaid.
"To manipulate Uncle Billie," I said.
To destroy his mind.
The Major nodded.
"Yes," he confirmed. "When a splinter of their organization, responsible for the mind magic, was destroyed by… accidents," another look at Grandpa, who drank his tea with an air of innocence, "the part that did the smuggling went rogue, becoming independent actors."
"You mean," I said, "that they aren't part of the Inquisition anymore?"
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