C9 The Man Who Should Be Dead

"Who?"

Lyra's voice barely rose above a whisper.

The word seemed to echo through the archive anyway.

Orion didn't answer immediately.

A cold knot tightened in her stomach.

Every truth came in pieces.

Every answer opened three more questions.

She was getting tired of it.

Very tired.

The old man stared at the portrait of Selene.

At her mother.

A complicated emotion crossed his face