(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

He sighed and shook his head. "There is no missing document. That was a
ruse instigated by Trist to cast doubt on her debt. This matter has been
thoroughly investigated by the Mercykillers, and they found no evidence of
any such document."
"The Mercykillers?" Annah withdrew her alabaster hands, finding nothing.
She did, however, snip his purse-strings for good measure.
"Yes, a faction of fanatics dedicated to uncovering the truth in criminal cases
and handing out justice. They are often used as investigators by the courts
of Sigil. They are quite thorough, and they found nothing..." He glared at me.
"They could have missed something."
"That is a possibility, but not very likely. You obviously are not familiar with
the Mercykillers or their methods for you to make such a statement. If they
could not find the document, then it does not exist." He sniffed.
A muscle in my cheek twitched, "Someone could have stolen the document
and then destroyed it. That way the loan would be paid twice..."
For a moment he looked as if he was about to be furious with me. His eyes
widened, his lips twitched, and then a gloating smile crossed his face. "What
a terrible thought... pity there is no proof of any such activity..." He
continued to smile at me.
"Yes... a pity. So tell me, why have Trist sold into slavery? Couldn't she pay
you your money in the form of a loan?" Even though Annah stepped back I
could see the cold fury burning at her cheeks. His backside must've been a
tempting target.
"Yes she could, and I did make that offer to her." He looked at me sternly.
"However, she turned me down. I don't allow second chances. No one turns
me down without suffering the consequences. No one..."
He waved me off, "I have had enough of you to last a lifetime. I will answer
no more of your questions. Now, pike it sod." He turned away.
"Did you find anything?" I asked as Annah stepped to my side.
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