The Aftermath
Murder in Murder Row.
The words pounded in her head, over and over, like the catchy refrain of some macabre song. She stared at the scattered documents littering her desk. Incident reports. Legal forms. Paperwork waiting to to be filed. Her shaking fingers tightened around the shaft of her quill.
Murder in Murder Row.
An ink blot formed over the page where her quill dug in.
The Forum had gone off without a hitch. Scores of people had met in safety to freely exchange their insight and opinions. The night was a stunning success. A testimony to Sin’dorei courage and commitment. A glittering showcase of intellectualism, idealism, and indomitable spirit.
And, in the center of it all, stood a man covered in blood.
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