The remains of the 4 Seasons hotel had been closed off with hastily erected fences by mortal officials, the investigations having come back inconclusive. Seeing as no single terrorist organisation had taken responsibilty, the case was still officially open but with no leads.
The fae of Sacramento, those that see things too clearly, know exactly who is to blame.
Don't they?
With so many enemies, it was hard to tell. A war against the Ear was bad enough, especially with the freehold losing so much ground but now that Fairweather had entered the fray, for better or worse, who knew when the end game would come. Could the freehold not think about his offer? Could they give up on any aid?
One person they couldn't give up on was the Sun Banisher, currently behind enemy lines and in deep cover. Harvey was one of those fae that had mastered the Contract of Mirrors, or so it was said. He was a Shadowsoul Fairest, or so it was said. He was on the side of the freehold, or so it was said.
In truth, who the fuck knows anymore?
And so it was that on the bright winter's day that Al-Adin, Yui Surefoot and Sam Barkley made their way through the streets of Sacramento to gather the intellegence of the one person deep in the nest of the Gentry.
Maybe today is a good day to die?
I'm going to start this scene 1 mile from the drop site. Please explain how you will all travel to the remains of the hotel. Thanks