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Alina bit her lip. She wondered what had been going on with the Gobstones lot, what with Rex's reaction. It seemed...short. To the point. And like he didn't appreciate others butting in. All fair points really, and Alina hoped Herod appreciated that. Else it might be an easy way to get fired, especially if Rex was lacking coffee. had he taken one to the conference room with him?!
Anyway, report time. Alina cleared her throat. "Well, Suzanne managed to locate a fair few masks." She held up the map, with all the places marked in red. "It seems new shops have been popping up around the outskirts of London, but most seem to be clustered in the centre of the city." She pointed out these regions to emphasise the point. "Suzanne also reported a couple of items similar to those Herod had picked out from the filing cabinet to help us with the search. The cloak and whip. Rejected patents from the past, seemingly resurfacing in a slightly different form."
She paused. "I've been looking at possible inventors. I can't see an obvious link between the inventors of the cloak whip that have reappeared, and then this mask. That's not to say an alias has been used, of course. In fact, I'd say that was likely, really." She sighed. This case had been frustrating, as they had struggled with useful leads. "The closest theory I've got is someone craving attention, with previously rejected Patents, rather than someone meddling in the Dark Arts...but I couldn't say for certain."
She looked at Herod, who obviously wanted to speak and tell his news. She turned to him. "Perhaps you'd like to explain to Rex about the spell you found...what it should do, and how it'll help. And then we can get on with testing the theory to see if it'll help us..."
"Yes of course!" he said enthusiastically. "A few days ago, I uncovered this spell that will link any ink to the place it was laid to paper. If it works properly, it should lead us right to the perpatrator. But we were not sure of the spells accuracy, so I went somewhere and worte a letter. This spell should tell us where. If my theory is correct, then once we successfully test my letter, we can move on to the real patent application that the perpatrator used here" he said, holding said application up.
"Would you like to do the honors, sir" he said politely. "The incantation is
Fateor satus!" he said, handing his Head of Department the application. "Also, you will need this!" He put a map of London (with special Diagon Alley insert.....hint hint) on the table beside the application. "What should happen is the ink will rise off the paper and land on the map. The ink should then follow the streets to the place of origin and concentrate there." he said.
Herod then stepped back and waited for the moment of truth........