A week had passed.
Upon receiving Dio's summons, Adam returned to his laboratory.
The Mad Herbalist was seated behind his desk, looking through a stack of reports. Maya stood nearby, sorting through a pile of documents.
"Adam," Dio greeted him without looking up. "Come. We have much to discuss."
Adam took a seat opposite him. "What happened? You sounded rather urgent in your message."
Dio placed the reports back on the desk. "The murders," he said grimly.
Adam had heard from Genevieve that the series of murders of young women was on the rise. She did not know the exact details, and neither did he.
"How many more?" he asked.
"Forty-three, as of this morning."
Adam's expression darkened. "Forty-three? Is the security in this city just for show?"
"The number has been steadily increasing over the past week," Dio said.
Adam became very solemn. He picked up the report and began reading. The reports were from Dio's spies scattered throughout the city.
