After hanging up, we reached his office. Once the door closed, I asked about the Gothom Pack.

I didn’t care about the pack itself, but the old witch from Gothom was tied to me. I had to ask.

“Teacher, has Grace from the Gothom Pack bothered you?” I tested.

Hoyles huffed. “Sent people over with gifts and threats. She dares commit such vile acts—I wouldn’t waste my breath talking about it.”

“Good.” I’d been worried my revenge would get Hoyles into trouble.

Thankfully, things went as planned. The witch didn’t dare eliminate witnesses openly, only intimidated and bribed them into silence.

“You worry about this old man but not yourself....