Darius' gaze traveled up the slender hand holding onto his sleeve to find it belonged to Pearl. "I'm surprised to see you here; I didn't think you'd return. You look nervous about being before me again, though."

She nodded. "Yes, I'm unbelievably nervous right now. I think it's best for us to head to the scene of the accident. It might not be such an accident."

Darius frowned, then nodded. "Yes, let's." He strode toward the scene without a look back. He was quick enough that the accident had yet to be thoroughly cleaned up, and he gazed around his surroundings. Then, he smiled coldly.

Edward hurried to join him, then looked lost when he saw what was happening. "Sir, I can tell you aren't in a good mood, but I don't know the problem."

Darius snorted. "Why don't you look around? There's plenty to see. None of the people cleaning up the scene are from the authorities—look, there are even janitors. Why would a janitor be on the scene of an accident? They must be cleaning up now that the e