47 A ‘slight’ miscalculation

"Really? Who told you that?"

"Lecia."

What.

The.

Actual.

Fuck.

Lecia was the one who told her that Lecia's father is dead?

There's something very wrong going on here.

"What? And how did she know?"

Let's determine that first, though I already have an idea of how she might have learned that.

And if what I'm thinking is indeed the case, then boy oh boy, did I miscalculate a bit.

"She's saying he died in front of him."

Yup, fuck my life, because life is fucking me.

"Come again?"

Anyway, I need to keep up my charade for now. Can't let Vafferan know that I'm aware of that man's death.

Because that'll raise the question of how I knew that. From there on, it won't take long before they would start suspecting me.

"Just go and talk to her!" Vafferan, who had dragged me to the second floor, pushed me into Lecia's room.