I didn't have a good feeling about this.
If the handler really was either Vereshia or Aarav, I didn't want it to be her. Gods knew how deep her influence ran in Apex as its Cadet Council President.
But that was exactly what made her the prime suspect.
Think about it.
Amongst everyone, she'd have the easiest time smuggling things in and out of the Academy, editing or expunging logs, and orchestrating the logistics required for a shadowy group like the Crimson Guild to operate right under the Central Monarch's nose.
From what I had seen of her already, I could tell she was meticulous and competent. She also practically lived in the administrative wing of the Academy.
If anyone could hide a conspiracy in plain sight, it was Vereshia De Morrigan.
I stole a quiet glance at her.
She was tracing the holographic lines of Iron Height with a steady finger and noting down some things on a tablet, her face hard in concentration.
