Part 11
Do you want to die?
We up to the new HQ, Lucrezia's motorcycle is already here, bien, bien. Adolf, helps me drag the two prisoners out. We drag them to the wooden door.Adolf watches them, as I type in my security code. 3922. It stands for DWBB, a little joke from a book I once read in 1984, actually I think that was the title of it, it was by the englishman George Orwell, the letters are intitals for a phrase in the book. Lucrezia meets me as I enter the hallway, she is barefoot, and in a white dress.She has another job for someone else."Why didn't you just shoot Monroe, and get it over with?" She asks me, as Adolf brings the prisoners in the hallway, and closes the door behind him with his heavy leg.
"I appriciate your help in this matter, Lucrezia, but I do know you have an assignment to seduce and assassinate some politician. So, why don't you leave me to my business." I arch an eyebrow. I am sure I look very frightening in my hitler costume. I glare at her. She glares back, and slips on a pair of burkenstocks, near her on the carpet.
"This is an equal partnership, remember that, you are not stronger than I , I could take away your pseudo thrown if the time comes. It is my business, and I think you are making a mistake. You have been slipping much since you have become completely invisible, maybe you are experiencing some of that madness you placed into the other gland. This little paroxysm of terror you would like to reign on them, is doing nothing to help in what I thought was an important quest to fix the gland, and to kill Fawkes."
I laugh. "I am not slipping, and you know nothing about this, Lu-cre-zia, this has everything to do with my quest, with this little paroxysm as you call it, it shows I am in control of the Agency. You obviously never learn, -or- have forgotten dear about well placed terror." I give her a grin.She glares, and walks past me to her car. She will learn one day, I am far superior than her, and she is not my equal, if she keeps having these little tantrums of power. Everything justifies the mean, and nothing has to, if I choose. She seems to just vent all her emotions towards me, I have told her repeatedly, that it helps to vent them at your victims, but she has to be Miss. Ice Queen. She knows I do not put up with weak links in my organization, and if she contines with this problem of holding in her emotions, she will either implode, -or- I will kill her.
Adolf follows me as to a holding cell. I bring Miss. Monroe closer to me, and lean her hard against the padded walls. She tries to struggle, I put her into a long kiss, to distract her,she tries to bite my lip, but I am overpowering her, and I shakle her wrists into the manacles hanging harmlessly behind her.I pull myself off her and bend down to put the fetters around her ankles.
Adolf hands me the asleep Eberts. I bulk as he throws him carelessly into my arms. "Omph, Watch it you fool!" I snap at him, hiding the pain in my voice.My chest may hurt for days now.I put Eberts on a bed in the center of the room, and put handcuffs and ankle cuffs on him. We leave the room, and I send two newly acquired guards to watch them.
I could ravage Miss Monroe, right now, while she is so weak and vulernable, to teach her a lesson.But if I do that, I will wait for a better time. When women are weak and vulnerable, they tend to begin visions of this crap they call revenge. Most women have no idea the full meaning of revenge. I can easily seduce her, and not have to worry about her petty little schemes, but right now, I need a martini.
Do you want to die?
We up to the new HQ, Lucrezia's motorcycle is already here, bien, bien. Adolf, helps me drag the two prisoners out. We drag them to the wooden door.Adolf watches them, as I type in my security code. 3922. It stands for DWBB, a little joke from a book I once read in 1984, actually I think that was the title of it, it was by the englishman George Orwell, the letters are intitals for a phrase in the book. Lucrezia meets me as I enter the hallway, she is barefoot, and in a white dress.She has another job for someone else."Why didn't you just shoot Monroe, and get it over with?" She asks me, as Adolf brings the prisoners in the hallway, and closes the door behind him with his heavy leg.
"I appriciate your help in this matter, Lucrezia, but I do know you have an assignment to seduce and assassinate some politician. So, why don't you leave me to my business." I arch an eyebrow. I am sure I look very frightening in my hitler costume. I glare at her. She glares back, and slips on a pair of burkenstocks, near her on the carpet.
"This is an equal partnership, remember that, you are not stronger than I , I could take away your pseudo thrown if the time comes. It is my business, and I think you are making a mistake. You have been slipping much since you have become completely invisible, maybe you are experiencing some of that madness you placed into the other gland. This little paroxysm of terror you would like to reign on them, is doing nothing to help in what I thought was an important quest to fix the gland, and to kill Fawkes."
I laugh. "I am not slipping, and you know nothing about this, Lu-cre-zia, this has everything to do with my quest, with this little paroxysm as you call it, it shows I am in control of the Agency. You obviously never learn, -or- have forgotten dear about well placed terror." I give her a grin.She glares, and walks past me to her car. She will learn one day, I am far superior than her, and she is not my equal, if she keeps having these little tantrums of power. Everything justifies the mean, and nothing has to, if I choose. She seems to just vent all her emotions towards me, I have told her repeatedly, that it helps to vent them at your victims, but she has to be Miss. Ice Queen. She knows I do not put up with weak links in my organization, and if she contines with this problem of holding in her emotions, she will either implode, -or- I will kill her.
Adolf follows me as to a holding cell. I bring Miss. Monroe closer to me, and lean her hard against the padded walls. She tries to struggle, I put her into a long kiss, to distract her,she tries to bite my lip, but I am overpowering her, and I shakle her wrists into the manacles hanging harmlessly behind her.I pull myself off her and bend down to put the fetters around her ankles.
Adolf hands me the asleep Eberts. I bulk as he throws him carelessly into my arms. "Omph, Watch it you fool!" I snap at him, hiding the pain in my voice.My chest may hurt for days now.I put Eberts on a bed in the center of the room, and put handcuffs and ankle cuffs on him. We leave the room, and I send two newly acquired guards to watch them.
I could ravage Miss Monroe, right now, while she is so weak and vulernable, to teach her a lesson.But if I do that, I will wait for a better time. When women are weak and vulnerable, they tend to begin visions of this crap they call revenge. Most women have no idea the full meaning of revenge. I can easily seduce her, and not have to worry about her petty little schemes, but right now, I need a martini.