Intro
It was late one night and I was getting ready to close up. My secretary had already gone home and I was tired. Everything seemed to swim across my vision. It'd been a long week of hunting cheating husbands and petty thieves, but it paid the bills. Just barely, but it paid them.
Just as my hand hit the knob, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and standing there was Archbishop Chen, a high-up in the church as well as the Dies Arcanum Brotherhood.
"[DetectiveName], I need to speak with you. Is this a bad time?"
Well, if he was coming to me then obviously it was for someone. My own issues of factional loyalty aside, I rarely had much use for religion. If Archbishop Chen needed me, it was clearly a case of sending a heathen to catch one.
