The following day was the final day Liam had to observe his Tactical Espionage target before turning in the report in class, and by then, he had already gathered more information than the assignment reasonably required.
Through Nyxie's observation and the strange depth of Shadow Memory, Marren Voss had become more than a name attached to an academic aide. Liam knew the routes she took before morning classes began, the corridors she preferred when moving between faculty rooms, the staff members she spoke to most often, the aides she avoided, and the small habits she repeated when handling sealed documents.
The problem was not a lack of information.
The problem was that he had too much of it.
Nyxie had given him details no ordinary student should have been able to gather without taking absurd risks. Some were useful, some were pointless, and some were private enough that Liam had no intention of allowing them anywhere near the report.
