Fortune telling for a reporter is interrupted by a police raid on Polka's building, and the necromancer could find himself on the wrong end of a frame-up. Does he have a new enemy, or is he caught in the crossfire between underworld power brokers?
Please excuse me.
.أستأذن
Con permiso.
Con permiso.
Desculpem, com licença.
— Ой, извините…