Nora's POV
"Didn't the hunter who tried to kill you belong to the Order?" Antonia questioned, her voice cutting through the afternoon silence.
"He did. That organization is shadier than anything I've ever encountered. Even Brent and Reina refused to join because of how extreme their methods are."
"And let me guess, you're planning to march right up to their doorstep and demand access to their collection?"
"If it were that simple." I continue my restless pacing, eyes closed as I concentrate on devising a strategy to infiltrate the Order's storage facility. "I'm going to call them, claiming to be Dr. Gianna Roy-sin. Or maybe it's pronounced Roe-i-sen. I should probably figure out the correct pronunciation first. Then I'll explain that I need to photograph the artifact for cataloging purposes and ask when I can arrange a visit."
