Book Seven: Chapter 52

“How did you get drones to work?” He scratched at his beard. “If you take them outside the protective boundary, they won’t actually show you anything of value.” Well, that wasn’t necessarily true. The geas didn’t care about him or his bald spot, so a drone would pick him up no problem.

“I’m allowed inside the house. Aerial footage will show me all the details of whatever I want to see. It doesn’t hurt that I have access to the best drones a shadow government can buy.” Cyrus smiled at Eulalie’s smug tone. Though he didn’t know what she looked like, it was easy to hear that she was quite pleased with herself. “Speaking of shadow governments, let’s talk about yours.”

“Not technically a government,” he replied. “Though the comparison is apt.”

“I recently had the good fortune of gaining access to the Order’s financials. Well, the accounts I had missed the first time, anyway. You guys pretty much invented shell corporations, and I imagine you have a team dedicated to jug