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Norman eyed McLeod and Branxton, awaiting their answers. Not that he suspected either of them of causing the damage of course! But the more information he had, the better prepared he’d be to fix it, just in case this was caused by a curse or something resistant to normal mending charms. While he was waiting, Kamran showed up. The mention of fixing the damage got a nod of acknowledgement, and he drew his wand, aiming at the damaged wall.
He was mildly disappointed to hear that McLeod hadn’t seen what caused the damage, though no sign of emotion showed on his face. Looks like the cause would remain a mystery for the time being! “Thank you, Miss McLeod,” he replied. “If you should ever see anything out of the ordinary, don’t hesitate to tell us.”
He set to work repairing the wall with nonverbal mending spells, only looking away as Kamran spoke again. He returned the boss’s look with a slight nod. “Right, on it,” he replied. HIs eyes momentarily flicked toward the ceiling above the crack, and a thought occurred to him. Did this crack spread to the upper floors? “When we’re done here, I’ll inspect the sixth and seventh floors.”
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |