26.- Lord Croft
Manor Croft is ever bright and shiny in spite of the British Isles' rainy moods. A piece of news calls Lord Croft's attention. It looks like the Prague mafia has killed a Bulgarian monk in a rather strange manner. Body has appeared in the very door of the Strahov monastery. Lord Croft decides to pick up his journal and walk through his delightful mansion.
"You know it's nicer when you actually host ball dances in here," Lord Croft says. Her not-so-little anymore angel looks at him hanging like a bat. "Wow!" Lara says. "You look quite impressive when upside-down." Lord Croft hits his daughter with the journal. "Read," he commands. "The monk murder news, please."
Lara Croft decides to stop hanging like a bat and stands like a human being after a backflip. "The Cabal…" she mutters. "How do you know my activities?" Lord Henshingly Croft simply coughs. "I believe it's a father's job to take care of her daughter," he proudly boasts. "The burns remind me of one of the trials of St. John the Apostle." Lara looks at him. "Yes…" she says. "I believe I have read an extended account of that event in some of my books." Lord Croft leaves the ball dance room, and lets her daughter sink into her elements.