Most of the houses were owned by locals and only three were sold to outsiders. Matthew already gleaned that information earlier. At first, Matthew skipped two of the three houses, as his sources told him the owners spent more time working in another city anyway. His attention was all given to the last house, where that battle took place. Macon and a warrior ambushed Lord Voodoo, but they failed. Lord Voodoo almost dragged Macon down to hell with him.

But this time, Matthew went through all the residents' details once more. Eventually, his attention fell on the three houses that were sold to outsiders. Everyone else was a local and there was nothing suspicious about their background. But these three... They're outsiders. I need to look into these.

There were only two houses left to check. The one where the battle took place was not on the list. The resident was dead, after all. So, Matthew perused the details of the remaining houses, but he found nothing. After some thought, he called Edmund, telling him to get the details of the residents of the remaining two houses.

That confused Edmund. Isn't Lord Voodoo dead? Why is Matt still obsessing over this? He didn't question Matthew, however. His job was to carry out Matthew's orders, and that was what he did. Barely an hour had gone by when Edmund's men returned with news, and Matthew got his hands on the file he wanted. There was everything on it, from their jobs to their latest whereabouts. Edmund stood beside Matthew as he went through the new files. Curious, he asked, "Is anything wrong, Matt?"

Matthew stayed silent for a moment before pointing at one of the files. "So, the owner came back two months ago?"

Edmund nodded. "Yes. We asked their neighbors too. The owner's a woman. Her father's a cripple so she took him in, but she's a busy lady. She doesn't have time for her father, so he was sent to a nursing home. They never did come back after their only return two months ago."

Matthew nodded slowly, and he mused. "Take me to the nursing home."

Edmund nodded. They got in a car and Edmund drove them all the way to that nursing home. "So, Matt, you suspect there's something wrong with the nursing home? Want me to cordon the place off too?" asked Edmund as he drove.

Matthew shook his head. "No. I just have some questions that I need answered. It's a recon mission, so to speak, so no cordoning off anything."

"Questions?" Curious, Edmund asked, "What kind of questions?"

Matthew leaned against his seat. "Questions like... Voodoo wasn't the one who died back there," he whispered.

Startled, Edmund's hands shook, and his car almost derailed from the path. He quickly held down the steering wheel and steered the car back onto the path, yet his shock hadn't diminished as he gawked at Matthew. "I-Is that a joke, Matt? If that wasn't Voodoo, then who was he? I thought the Immortal Charm was Voodoo's signature skill, and that battle was too big to not be Voodoo's work."

Matthew shook his head. "I kept it a secret in case we had a spy among us, but I'm certain that was not Voodoo."

Edmund's question was still not answered. "What makes you so sure about that, Matt?" he asked.

But Matthew did not answer. By now, they had arrived at the nursing home.

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