Supremacy Games

1465 The Fallen Spectres Organization's Five Heads.

"I will handle it." Nidam gave a slight nod and took off immediately.

"Hazel, what did you find on the victim's past." Captain Charleson asked.

"Nothing much." Hazel shook her head, "Everyone I asked said the same thing. Arion was in a deep debt and his gambling den was on the verge of being shut down. No one knows if he has cleared off the debt or not, but the gambling den declared bankruptcy and he has disappeared ever since."

"He must have been turned into this after failing to pay his debt." Felix reasoned.

"My thoughts exactly." Captain Charleson ordered, "Hazel, did your investigations find the identity of the lender?"

Hazel shook her head, "No one knew the lender personally besides Arion. I will try to unravel his identity."

"Good, we need every lead we get." Captain Charleson turned to Felix and Ravager. "I want you boys to dig deeper into those hundred cases and try to find any leads as well. Prioritize the newest ones."

"On it."

Captain Charleson clapped his hands and said one last time with a serious tone. "This is a whole different battle than what we are used to, so be careful and avoid making even the slightest mistake."

Everyone understood what he implied and exited the office with grim expressions. The notion of having a superior part of the fallen organization and keeping his eyes on them would send the creeps down anyone's spine.

They were certain that if they made a single mistake, he wouldn't hesitate to seek their early departure from the department.

It was even harder on Felix and Ravager as they were still trainees and amidst active competition.

'We wanted a big case to win the competition, now I doubt we will make it through.' Ravager sighed.

'As long as we follow the rules, we will always be in the right.' Felix replied calmly.

'I hope so...'

...

On the other side of the coin...

closed-off meeting was held between the Five Heads of

air in the underground chamber was cold, with only a few mystical orbs illuminating the

on one side of

surface, a map of the spirit realm, glowing with various points of interest,

colored green, but the majority were either colored red

three heads, Orellana with her fiery eyes, Gravus who looked solid like a stone, and Marcel

of them stood Inspector Nolvar, wearing an emblem that showed his rank as the High Inspector, but at this moment, he

"The situation has become precarious. Charleson and his squad are creeping up on our operations. I have already commanded for the sellers to lay low and planned to make it difficult for his squad. But, we still need a legit strategy in case

a fan of subtlety." Sharky said with an

a whole different character than what he displayed in public, which wasn't shocking considering he was the

crimson nails, retorted, "Because a sudden disappearance would raise even more suspicion. We need to

Green Warden, representing the interest and benefits of the spirits with the green

plant misleading evidence, and

one of the highest-paid

was to defend the interests of the public

number of spirits to be sent either to jail or kicked out of the plane entirely, making

input, "Or introduce another threat in the realm. A decoy. Something

was a high-ranked judge with a great standing in the jurisdictional system,

can't halt our operations for even a moment. So, telling our sellers to stay low was a bad move." Sharky stated, "The duke is rushing the operation for a

a deep frown, "But, we should at least send away Quillon. He will most definitely

no issue

"Seconded."

Everyone agreed at once.

the only direct link the squad had at the moment

a wide search to

worry, I won't approve of it."

it too obvious." Solomun suggested, "We should create disturbances in the outer regions. Nothing lethal, just

even use the opportunity to force them into

Nolvar might not force squads to accept cases, but when it came to emergencies, he had the authority to halt any ongoing investigation and

we

is all

moments before Gravus informed, "If this issue isn't solved

"..."