Systole
First Post
Commander Jacobson shakes her head. "I can guarantee that the shipping isn't the problem. The dairy is located an hour's ride off Sending Way, and there's a trade depot at the crossroads. Outside Venza, the way it usually works is that the various tradesmen and farmers bring their goods to a depot, and then one of the caravan companies picks it up and transports from there to the city. Most of the major roads into Venza have a depot every league or two, and there are a couple of companies that handle the transport from there.
"No one has been interfering with the caravans. We'd know about that. According to both of the drovers I spoke to, the cheese simply hasn't been at the depot, and no one has seen the Weathersmiths themselves for a few days. Whatever the problem is, it's at the dairy itself."
Her brows furrow at mention of rivals. "I honestly couldn't tell you if the cheese business is that cutthroat. I expect not, but I've been surprised before. As far as additional information, I don't have any. That's why we're contracting third parties to investigate. All we know is that a very respected businessman has suddenly and without explanation started missing shipments, and we'd like someone to find out why."