“The mother?”

Dennis frowned. Roseia was right. Something was missing from them. Something wrong. Quickly flipping through the paper files, he scanned through each of them to find any reference towards the girl’s mother. When he did, his eyes widened as he showed his partner a scrap of newspaper article.

“This is all I could find. It says she was a common user of…supposed dark magic. Married to a man of science. A lot of people…wanted her dead.”