Nisa and Priest in a room together was sounding more and more … right.

How unethical was it to rendezvous alone with a cannibal twice? Any more unethical than enabling his murderess sister time and time again?

Fuck it. He was going to die young anyway. Besides, he had to prove it first.

“I’d like a look if you still have the bones.”

Aslan finally took a seat, thumbing through the top file.

“Nah,” he laughed. “I keep an eye on the churches, though. Grave robbers and all. New priest in town?”

His eyes skimmed over a file, flipping through to see if he could find referenced photographs in it.