III
Coatleque stood in her room at the Hourglass. The room provided her by Ser Castille for the week following the events at the Palace. She had just finished preparing for the day, dressed in her usual finery rather than uniform, she had intended to pick up her previous investigation as soon as she could. There were other people's lives still at stake after all.
She turned to leave, adjusting her beret, when there was a knock at the door. She paused momentarily almost unsure if she had heard it.
"Yes? You may enter!"
