"I don't know about the two of you, but it seems… the Church wants the Secret Society abolished."
Another moment of silence fell over the cabin, the window hinges creaking in the wind. Henrik didn't even need to say it; they already knew. They weren't stupid enough not to follow where the clues led.
Not long ago, the question of who would benefit the most if a fight broke out between the Bellemonte and the Order had crossed Lola's and Atlas's minds.
Today, it seemed that the question had a clearer answer.
"Damn!" Lola hissed as she threw herself back into the chair, her expression filled with disbelief. "This feels like watching someone play chess on their own."
"This is yet to be confirmed," Atlas chimed in before they set everything in stone. "We can't disregard the possibility that this is another setup. Just like how the Bellemontes were almost framed as a scapegoat, this could be another one."
