Alisha's body fell limp into his arms. He lifted her up and carried her
into his office where he laid her on his desk. He would dispose of the
body later, right now he had more important things on his mind.
He went back into the session room and picked up the envelope which he had left on the chair. It was very thick and quite heavy. Using his Harpy he slit it open and took out the contents.
Inside there was a large number of documents; various forms of identification under the name Dr Ivan Fell, flight information, plane tickets for Florence and a small cream envelope.
Dr Lecter skimmed through each document before he turned his full attention to the envelope. It wasn't sealed. He carefully opened it and pulled out the letter inside. It was folded once. The writing was neat and slightly rounded. He read it carefully;
Doctor Lecter,
If you are reading this, you obviously chose not to be incarcerated. I am not sure whether to congratulate you or not, as I do not know where this path will take you. You may live to regret it and yet you may not. Only time will tell.
Am I accurate in assuming that I am at this present time dead? I don't see how I could not be, as I doubt you would ever let someone live with the knowledge of who you are.
As I am sure you have already seen, enclosed are various documents of identification (I thought the name had an interesting ring to it, I'm sorry if you don't approve, you may change it at a more appropriate time, but it will have to do for now). Although you are not yet a suspect, a change of name would be wise, as I have said, Will Graham is suspicious and you leaving the country at such a time will not go down well. I am sure you know this all, however. The plane tickets are not refundable and I strongly suggest you put them to use straight away, or you may find yourself in the situation I described before. I hope this does not happen, but it is up to you.
Enjoy your new life and make the most of it. It is the only chance you will get. Contrary to popular belief, we only live once.
Goodbye and good luck
Alisha Larkson
Dr Lecter thought carefully. He had always wanted to return to Florence after his brief holiday there five years ago. This convinced him even more that Alisha had been telling the truth, how else would she know what he felt about Florence? Dr Ivan Fell. she was right, it did have an interesting ring to it. He would keep it, for the time being.
He quickly made plans in his head for his forthcoming trip. He would have to rid his house of some things that might induce more suspicion of him. Alisha was right, again, he wasn't a suspect, yet, and he wanted to keep it that way, for as long as possible.
First, however, he would have to do something about the body, he definitely couldn't leave it in his office, even if he was at the other side of the world. He made up his mind quickly on how to dispose of it and headed for his office.
The door was closed. he was sure he had left it open. Slowly he opened it and looked at his desk.
Alisha was gone...
He went back into the session room and picked up the envelope which he had left on the chair. It was very thick and quite heavy. Using his Harpy he slit it open and took out the contents.
Inside there was a large number of documents; various forms of identification under the name Dr Ivan Fell, flight information, plane tickets for Florence and a small cream envelope.
Dr Lecter skimmed through each document before he turned his full attention to the envelope. It wasn't sealed. He carefully opened it and pulled out the letter inside. It was folded once. The writing was neat and slightly rounded. He read it carefully;
Doctor Lecter,
If you are reading this, you obviously chose not to be incarcerated. I am not sure whether to congratulate you or not, as I do not know where this path will take you. You may live to regret it and yet you may not. Only time will tell.
Am I accurate in assuming that I am at this present time dead? I don't see how I could not be, as I doubt you would ever let someone live with the knowledge of who you are.
As I am sure you have already seen, enclosed are various documents of identification (I thought the name had an interesting ring to it, I'm sorry if you don't approve, you may change it at a more appropriate time, but it will have to do for now). Although you are not yet a suspect, a change of name would be wise, as I have said, Will Graham is suspicious and you leaving the country at such a time will not go down well. I am sure you know this all, however. The plane tickets are not refundable and I strongly suggest you put them to use straight away, or you may find yourself in the situation I described before. I hope this does not happen, but it is up to you.
Enjoy your new life and make the most of it. It is the only chance you will get. Contrary to popular belief, we only live once.
Goodbye and good luck
Alisha Larkson
Dr Lecter thought carefully. He had always wanted to return to Florence after his brief holiday there five years ago. This convinced him even more that Alisha had been telling the truth, how else would she know what he felt about Florence? Dr Ivan Fell. she was right, it did have an interesting ring to it. He would keep it, for the time being.
He quickly made plans in his head for his forthcoming trip. He would have to rid his house of some things that might induce more suspicion of him. Alisha was right, again, he wasn't a suspect, yet, and he wanted to keep it that way, for as long as possible.
First, however, he would have to do something about the body, he definitely couldn't leave it in his office, even if he was at the other side of the world. He made up his mind quickly on how to dispose of it and headed for his office.
The door was closed. he was sure he had left it open. Slowly he opened it and looked at his desk.
Alisha was gone...