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[center][b][color=556B2F]Location:[/color][/b] The Strand (Nuetermyre's --> The Glimmeric)

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	Thalken gladly left behind the rubbish that was Nuetermyre's and retraced his steps back to where the body had been found. Unlike Michael, he was not in any rush to tend to the body, as he knew well enough that there was a 72 hour timeframe before the body would rise again as a Soulless, if it even did at all. Ultimately, it all depended upon whether the attacking Ryne had drank the man dry or had broken off the feeding soon enough to pass on the illness. Only time would tell. Well, in the meantime, he would continue to investigate these strange killings.

	He stopped at the junction of the alleyway where the body had rested. His dark eyed gaze took in the area. It would seem that remnants of its mere existence had been erased and with it any clues as to what had killed the lord. He let out an annoyed sigh. Piecing together this puzzle was proving harder than he had anticipated, but that did not mean he was going to stop now. No, he was determined to see this through. 

	He turned away from the alleyway. There was nothing of substance to be had there anymore. People's quickness to clean up the scene of the crime had seen to that. His gaze landed on the Glimmeric located just across the street. His father often used the brothel as a meeting place for his nefarious dealings. His head tilted slightly to the side as he noticed a young woman in the window staring out in his direction, the direction where the body had been found.  

	Thalken suddenly recalled hearing that one of Frances Warwick's girls had found the body. Perhaps it was even the young woman in the window. It occurred to him that she may have seen something of note before coming across the body. He decided then and there that he must speak with the woman. He strode across the street towards the Glimmeric with a look of stubborn determination on his face.