Voss paced around the room, his footsteps tapping against the floor in an uneven rhythm as his mind raced through every possibility. He would take several steps toward the window, stop, turn around, and then walk back again, unable to remain still for more than a few seconds.
The knowledge that Liam had followed Eldric underground and that Eldric had returned without him was gnawing at him. Every time Voss imagined what could have happened, another possibility seemed worse than the last. He had spent ten years studying Eldric, watching him from the shadows, trying to understand what kind of person could commit so many atrocities while maintaining the calm appearance of a respected village elder. Yet even after all those years, he still felt as though there were layers of Eldric he had never been able to uncover.
