Chapter Eight-Growing concern
"Damn…" remarked Jake Jeckel. "I don't believe it."
"Me neither…they actually killed Great Milenko," said Jack shaking his head. "Well…we better go down there and take care of em…right Butterfly?"
"You forget…there's still The Riddlebox…"
"Yeah…but we can't risk it! He's cutting down every member of the jokers cards like there's no tomorrow. We can't play with this guy anymore!"
"I will make the executive decisions around here Jake. I assure you those four are within my hands and I can finish them at any moment." Both of the Jeckel brothers where tempted to ask why he hadn't just gone and done it but kept their mouths shut and knew the answer he would give anyway. "For now I am still content to play with them and wear them down…so that if they DO make it to us they'll put up little struggle. As for Milenko and Ringmaster you must remember that they where old and dragging down the carnival. If Riddlebox meets the same fate then so be it. Obviously you are eager to take them down but I suggest we give Riddlebox a chance and if he fails then you shall have your wish."
"Thank you Butterfly," they both said at the same time.
Butterfly paced back to one of the TV monitors and leaned down staring at it intently. He watched Ash walking along with Sarah and ICP and scowled. Riddlebox was the last thing holding them back from getting to him and the time would come when he would have to stare down the man he had originally believed to be nothing more then pond scum level human trash. He thought about the potential battle and while he wasn't outright dreading it, little by little he was starting to hope a final battle between himself and the one called Ash wouldn't come to fruition.