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the deal.”
Mary began crying, her tears stinging her eyes.
“I will leave you. Crying is so childish,” Herald replied dryly.
Mary didn’t believe Maurice would just leave without word. She would not let this go so easily. She would find him one way or another.
***
Sally was quite pleased, everything was going as planned, and she had sent Javon with Maurice ahead to Greece. All that was left was to get a delicate situation taken care of. She went to visit an old friend to help take care of some things in her absence.
She knocked on the door of a modest cottage. Just by looking, you would never know the occupant was filthy rich. Enri was all about never attracting attention. She knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
“Can I help you?” A young woman answered the door, obviously a maid and possibly a blood donor. She was dressed in a plain blue dress, with her blonde hair tied back. She held a broom in her hand and smiled at Sally.
“I am here to see Enri,” Sally said to the woman.
“Is he expecting you, Madam?”
“No, but he will see me; I am an old friend.”
“Come in, Madam.”
The young maid showed her to an ordinary sitting room. As Sally waited, she noticed that even though he lived in a modest house, he still displayed all his trinkets from around the world.
“Sally, my love,” Enri said once he entered the room. He reached her and gave her a friendly hug with a kiss on each cheek.
“Enri, I am so happy to see you again.”
“You sound as if we live a continent away.”
“I know. We haven’t visited with each other enough.”
“So, what brings the most stunning creature I have ever known to visit a miserly fellow like myself?”
“I am leaving for a time, and I need your help with something of the utmost importance.”
“You know I owe you my life. What can I do?”
“Javon has turned a local.”
“Oh my, wasn’t expecting that.”
“He was shot and left for dead in the woods. Javon took it upon himself to help him.”
“What you saw in that tenderhearted fool I will never know.”
“Do I detect a bit of jealousy?”
“You know you broke my heart. I loved you dearly.”
“Oh Enri, it wasn’t meant to be; that was so long ago.” Sally loved Enri at one time, but she was young and didn’t want to bond with anyone—and still didn’t.
“It was wrong of me to bring up the past. What do you need of me?”
“The man Javon turned was courting Mary, my dear friend, and she is not taking his disappearance very well.”
“What does she believe happened to him?”
“Her father told her he paid him to leave town. Mary isn’t buying it. I think her father is the one that shot him.”
“How intriguing. What would you like me to do?”
“I want you to keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid.”
“Certainly.”
“I must go now. I am leaving for Greece tomorrow. I have much to do.”
“Take care, Sally, my dear friend.”
***
It was after midnight when Enri watched Mary outside her bedroom. He watched as Mary cried herself to sleep. Her father left after doing horrible things; he was a monster and must be stopped.
He wondered if Sally knew what was going on. Probably not. She wouldn’t stand for this. He waited outside in the dark behind some trees. Enri watched as Mary’s father came out, and rode away in a carriage. This was so much more than what he thought this favor would be.
Enri was mesmerized by her beauty and innocence, and at that moment he knew he would die for her without question. She finally stopped crying and was asleep, her arms tightly wrapped around a porcelain doll. Enri now sat in her room, watching over her while she slept. Mary wasn’t some silly girl; she was a woman with a big problem. And he planned on taking care of that problem as quickly as possible.
Enri left and found Mary’s father. He found him in a tavern, in a bad part of town. The sick bastard was having one drink after another. He was
Mary began crying, her tears stinging her eyes.
“I will leave you. Crying is so childish,” Herald replied dryly.
Mary didn’t believe Maurice would just leave without word. She would not let this go so easily. She would find him one way or another.
***
Sally was quite pleased, everything was going as planned, and she had sent Javon with Maurice ahead to Greece. All that was left was to get a delicate situation taken care of. She went to visit an old friend to help take care of some things in her absence.
She knocked on the door of a modest cottage. Just by looking, you would never know the occupant was filthy rich. Enri was all about never attracting attention. She knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
“Can I help you?” A young woman answered the door, obviously a maid and possibly a blood donor. She was dressed in a plain blue dress, with her blonde hair tied back. She held a broom in her hand and smiled at Sally.
“I am here to see Enri,” Sally said to the woman.
“Is he expecting you, Madam?”
“No, but he will see me; I am an old friend.”
“Come in, Madam.”
The young maid showed her to an ordinary sitting room. As Sally waited, she noticed that even though he lived in a modest house, he still displayed all his trinkets from around the world.
“Sally, my love,” Enri said once he entered the room. He reached her and gave her a friendly hug with a kiss on each cheek.
“Enri, I am so happy to see you again.”
“You sound as if we live a continent away.”
“I know. We haven’t visited with each other enough.”
“So, what brings the most stunning creature I have ever known to visit a miserly fellow like myself?”
“I am leaving for a time, and I need your help with something of the utmost importance.”
“You know I owe you my life. What can I do?”
“Javon has turned a local.”
“Oh my, wasn’t expecting that.”
“He was shot and left for dead in the woods. Javon took it upon himself to help him.”
“What you saw in that tenderhearted fool I will never know.”
“Do I detect a bit of jealousy?”
“You know you broke my heart. I loved you dearly.”
“Oh Enri, it wasn’t meant to be; that was so long ago.” Sally loved Enri at one time, but she was young and didn’t want to bond with anyone—and still didn’t.
“It was wrong of me to bring up the past. What do you need of me?”
“The man Javon turned was courting Mary, my dear friend, and she is not taking his disappearance very well.”
“What does she believe happened to him?”
“Her father told her he paid him to leave town. Mary isn’t buying it. I think her father is the one that shot him.”
“How intriguing. What would you like me to do?”
“I want you to keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid.”
“Certainly.”
“I must go now. I am leaving for Greece tomorrow. I have much to do.”
“Take care, Sally, my dear friend.”
***
It was after midnight when Enri watched Mary outside her bedroom. He watched as Mary cried herself to sleep. Her father left after doing horrible things; he was a monster and must be stopped.
He wondered if Sally knew what was going on. Probably not. She wouldn’t stand for this. He waited outside in the dark behind some trees. Enri watched as Mary’s father came out, and rode away in a carriage. This was so much more than what he thought this favor would be.
Enri was mesmerized by her beauty and innocence, and at that moment he knew he would die for her without question. She finally stopped crying and was asleep, her arms tightly wrapped around a porcelain doll. Enri now sat in her room, watching over her while she slept. Mary wasn’t some silly girl; she was a woman with a big problem. And he planned on taking care of that problem as quickly as possible.
Enri left and found Mary’s father. He found him in a tavern, in a bad part of town. The sick bastard was having one drink after another. He was
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