I sat at my desk, staring into my teacup. I absolutely had no plans on the agenda, and the Trancy boy had been pretty quiet recently. I felt terrible. Bored, they call it.
"Master?" Sebastian inquired from the entrance of the study. "I got you the mail. There's two things I'd like you to see."
"Bring them over." I requested.
He smiled slightly, then carefully strode towards me, his coattails dragging behind him. "Here's the first," he said, handing me the paper.
I looked at the front page page and exclaimed. "Murder?"
"Yes. But keep reading." he said, pointing to a certain line of the article....