Shade's suggestion tempted Miss Louisa. Wrapped in her robe, she thought for a moment:
"I think I can find roughly where he came ashore. All right, Detective, I'll take up half an hour of your time. I'm getting cold too. If we can't find him in half an hour, we'll leave. But his injuries are much worse than mine. If we can find him, it should save us a lot of trouble."
Together, they looked toward the pitch-black riverbank. For some reason, the night was exceptionally quiet.
The Terrarell River was one of the larger rivers in the complex water system running through Tobesk. During the high-water season, it served as an important inland shipping route from the western part of the kingdom to the northeast.
Even within the city, the current beneath the river was astonishingly strong. Unless one had special abilities, was an exceptionally skilled swimmer, or clung to something that floated, no one could swim in the river channel for long.
Fortunately, although the coachman they had injured together had wounded Miss Louisa in the river channel just now, he had not remained in the water for long. They had only walked along the embankment downstream for ten minutes when Shade's eyes caught a red glow in the darkness.
"From dozens of paces away, you could actually see bloodstains like this?"
When the Detective holding the box pointed out the marks on the ground, Miss Louisa asked in surprise.
This was mainly because it was nighttime and the mist along both sides of the river channel was not too thick. The red halos marking bloodstains were extremely conspicuous.
The injured man clearly had not expected the woman he had injured at the riverbed to dare track him. Therefore, he had only concealed the traces of where he