Mission Epilogue 1/6

I get called in. I heave a sigh. Getting called in just before midnight is not going to be about something joyous.

I meet Minister Lev and Security Man at the side entrance. There are police vehicles in the parking lot. I shake my head as a twisting knot starts working my stomach.

Lev and Security Man don’t say anything. They just open the door and lead me in.

To the elevator silo and the ladder.

Angi Kyang is on the floor at the base of the ladder. She’s a jumble of blood and protruding bones. Her pretty face is nearly unrecognizable, her lifeless eyes filled with milky red. She must have fallen from near the top of the ladder.

Ezebel is nearby sitting on a pipe, gripping her hands together and pressing them against her temple, over and over. I suppose she’s crying, but her impassive features make it hard to tell.