The Enchanter's Library (3)

Krow countered. "When was this?"

"What?"

"This theft that occurred. What hour and what minute precisely? Was it recent? Today, this morning? Was it last night? Was it yesterday?"

The vargvir wavered for a second, but firmed. "Still trying to talk your way out? You draculkar have amazing reason – all you do is talk."

"And yet, not a single one of the pertinent questions have been answered. Isn't that what researchers do – answer questions?"

The vargvir's face reddened, his eyes bulged in outrage. "Who do you think you are!?"

A librarian intervened. "Let us not let hot heads prevail over reason. Master enchanter, will you tell us what you saw?"

Yes, tell what you saw so Krow could once and for all shove the silent Reeve at his side as an alibi.

"I saw this masked snake-born worm in the Circle Hall!"

Gasps sounded.

Krow lifted a brow. The what now?