Myles excused himself for a moment. Before the door had the chance to close, the elf nurse returned with a tray containing a bowl of porridge and a carafe of milk. After pouring a large quantity of the milk into the porridge, Cressa brought a spoonful to her lips and blew on it before putting it in her mouth. Closing her eyes, she savored the taste, then swallowed. She gave it a few seconds to reach her stomach, waiting for her body to react to its first legitimate food in days.
She glanced over at the two plainclothes cops. “Looks like I might be able to keep this down. All right. Give me the rundown, if you don’t mind me eating while you do.”
Det. Horner motioned toward the tray. “Go right ahead.”
“Here’s the deal,” Capt. Charming announced. He looked at Horner, who took a seat in the
