Vana's POV The letters! I need to read the letters! I jumped out of the bed, sliding across the floor as I reach my bag to grab the letters I found on the duke’s office. I nearly forgot their existence after thinking of so much in the past few days. I feel guilty for stealing them from the crime scene, but these letters are something I cannot ignore. I took out the letter that was addressed to Master Sergis, staring at it as I make my way to the desk against the wall. I sat down on the chair, searching for a letter opener or a swiss knife o the drawers. I found a scissor in one of the drawers, using it to peel off the stamp cleanly and opening the envelop. I cannot recognize the stamp on the letter, and its not the House of Glyndel’s insignia either. I slipped the paper out of the small envelope, unfolding it as I study the paper’s condition. The paper was wrinkled

Jerome's POVI heaved a deep breath, the cold air sweeping through the space around me. I placed a hand on my gun, wary as a pentagram flare from the floor beneath Ms. Bella’s feet. Or in this case, Ms. Wina’s feet. Her eyes flickered in a dark purple hue; her body seared out of her body, a dark energy enveloping around her. Vana, without her weapon and as she is right now, will be powerless and useless in stopping her. We had stepped back already, ready to take her on. “Jerome, I’m counting on you,” Vana muttered, looking at me straight in the eye. “Yeah, leave it to me,” I said, assuring her directly in the eye before I turn my attention back to Ms. Wina. “Vana, bring the duchess and the Chairman away from here,” Ms. Angela ordered, yelling at her over her shoulder. “Okay,” Vana replied, t

Vana's POV “That’s it?” I wondered, slightly annoyed at how things are ending. “What?” the Chairman said in surprise. “That’s it? No seeing the end results of the mission. No other loose ends. Just a mission and an unexpected investigation,” I scowled in irritation. “Something wrong with that? Don’t you want to get back to the academy?” Jerome asked, raising a brow at me in astoundment. I do wish I can go back to the academy soon, but not everything in this situation sits right with me. Especially not in our mission and that robbery case. I have a feeling that something intentional is at play and I can’t quite put my fingers around it yet. All I know is something else behind the scenes. “Is there something you want to say, Vana?” Ms. Angel

Vana's POV “I knew I could count on you. Let me introduce myself again to you, may I? I’m Vana Farasol,” she mused, grinning. “It’s a pleasure to work with you.” Jerome stood blank and in awe after I reintroduce myself. I smirked, letting him know that the person he’ll be working with is not someone from a rival guild, but a girl with aspirations of being a detective. It would be better if he thinks of me that way. A girl, a classmate, a schoolmate, a junior detective. Anything, as long as he wouldn’t think of me as someone that is a member of the Green Serpent. “Did you have to reintroduce yourself?” Jerome wondered, baffled. “We started off on the wrong foot, might as well restart since we’ll be working together,” I mused. A small smile flickered on his lips. &ldq

Vana's POV “Jamra, you better have an explanation to this,” I said, lips quivering. The lounge is cluttered with broken furniture, every item made of glass or porcelain shattered on the floor. The sofa’s cushions were ripped into shreds, cotton flying out of the cuts. The walls were painted in splashes of colors, ruining the plain color of it. I clenched my fist as soon as the situation sunk in my head, gritting my teeth as a glare form in my eyes. I don’t need to ask who did this mess, it’s obvious who the culprits are. No wonder there’s no students lingering around our hallway; they’re scared of being a target. “Since when did this start?” I asked, my voice grim. Jamra flinched out of fright, lowering her gaze down. “Since you were gone,” she answered. I bit my lip, cursing u