The Clock that Struck 13 Times
chap.3: Alley Fence.
Disclaimer: Earl/Count Cain characters respectfully belong
to Kaori Yuki, and I gained nothing in writing this story. This is rated PG-13
due to murders. I created the murderer character.
In a dark and narrow alley, a tall man with long silvery blonde
hair leaned against a wooden fence. There was also a short brown haired man
standing to the left of the other figure. Shadows danced across the tall man's
glasses as he gazed unhappily at his companion.
"Don't you worry Dr. Jezebel sir. My work here is almost finished, and
I will prove to your boss man that I am worthy of joining his group,"
said the brown haired man.
"I hope you do not make a mistake to get your self caught Severin Dawmoor.
But, if the police do capture you, do not breathe a word of the name Delilah
to them. We will be watching and will strike you down before you say anything
about us," and the Dr. grinned.
"Those Bobbies will never catch me. If it will please you, I will quicken
the pace and be finish with my revenge on my grandfather within the week."
"It does not matter to me how you do it Mr. Dawmoor just as long as you
do not mess up. We will not accept bungling idiots into our organization."
Mr. Dawmoor sharply tuned his head and angrily stared at the Dr. with narrow
eyes.
"If you have nothing else to say to me, then I must be off to report
your progress." Dr. Jezebel straightened up and strolled out of the ally.
When he was about to leave the ally, he bumped into a lady with long white
blonde hair with a parasol in men clothes.
"Oh my, excuse me!" said the lady.
Dr. Jezebel had on dumbfounded look for a bit at the site of the lady's attire.
But, he quickly put on sweet and caring composure with an innocent smile.
"On no, excuse me Madame for walking into you. I should have been watching
out as to where I was going. I hope you are all right."
"I am quite fine sir."
"Good then my fair lady and good day to you." The Dr. walked off.
Lady Lawena spoke out quietly, "Good day to you sir. Ha, like that crocodile
smile of yours would fool me my fine Dr." She resumed her calm walk.
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