Hannibal Lecter had been in Paris for well a month now. He had
settled in an old hotel, extravagant of cause, but still a place where he
could have his privacy. Lecter had been out looking or rather wandered the
streets to see if he could find any trace of Clarice, yet he had been
unsuccessful, in stead, he had been pinned with two murders that he hadn't
had anything to do with. It was a great irritation to him.
He poured him self another glass of Château l'yuem, and savored it's aroma. In front of him was the usual stack of papers. He was vaguely interested in the headlines until he saw local paper.
A Lecter copycat on the loose.
That caught his attention. Someone was trying to be him? As Lecter read the paper he was for the second time in his life speechless and utterly surprise. The local police thought that is was Clarice Starling.
Former FBI agent Clarice M. Starling, are suspected for the killing of Torsten Manhüsen last night. Manhüsen was killed similar to Commander Pazzi of the Italian Police 5 years ago. The police have witness' whom have claimed to have seen Starling leave the concert hall earlier last evening, and she has also been seen near the crime scene.
The article continued, but Lecter had stopped reading. So she was at the opera. What are you up to my little Starling, Hmm, are you trying to get my attention? If so you have certainly got it. Fly fly little Starling, I can't help but wonder what have made you do this, as intriguing as it is.
Lecter sat down his glass and put the newspaper on the table. And retrieved to his memory palace.
Several hours later, Lecter was watching the local news on TV.
"The stolen vehicle was found just near the Spanish border, Interpol has now taken the case, and is currently watching all international airports. The police suspects that Clarice M. Starling is trying to get back to the USA." Lecter pushing the off switch silenced the female voice on the TV.
Lecter now knew that Clarice was not on her way Back to the USA, rather giving him a lead to follow, and he knew where she was headed. Lecter debated with him self whether or not he should follow her. Though he knew it wouldn't be a trap. But he had no idea what she was up to. The last time they met, she had made it perfectly clear that she did not want his offer, so maybe she would just like to kill him.
So Clarice was ready to commit murder, I wonder how fare she is willing to take it, though she did do such a nice job on Manhüsen. So the masters she served are gone, who have then taken their place, whom does she serve now? Hmm now there's a thought.
Lecter booked a flight to Florence he did love to his little games with Clarice, and though it was rather obvious to take a flight, he wanted to be there as soon as possible, if Clarice have had 3 days to run in, she would be close to Italy now, if she wasn't already there.
He poured him self another glass of Château l'yuem, and savored it's aroma. In front of him was the usual stack of papers. He was vaguely interested in the headlines until he saw local paper.
A Lecter copycat on the loose.
That caught his attention. Someone was trying to be him? As Lecter read the paper he was for the second time in his life speechless and utterly surprise. The local police thought that is was Clarice Starling.
Former FBI agent Clarice M. Starling, are suspected for the killing of Torsten Manhüsen last night. Manhüsen was killed similar to Commander Pazzi of the Italian Police 5 years ago. The police have witness' whom have claimed to have seen Starling leave the concert hall earlier last evening, and she has also been seen near the crime scene.
The article continued, but Lecter had stopped reading. So she was at the opera. What are you up to my little Starling, Hmm, are you trying to get my attention? If so you have certainly got it. Fly fly little Starling, I can't help but wonder what have made you do this, as intriguing as it is.
Lecter sat down his glass and put the newspaper on the table. And retrieved to his memory palace.
Several hours later, Lecter was watching the local news on TV.
"The stolen vehicle was found just near the Spanish border, Interpol has now taken the case, and is currently watching all international airports. The police suspects that Clarice M. Starling is trying to get back to the USA." Lecter pushing the off switch silenced the female voice on the TV.
Lecter now knew that Clarice was not on her way Back to the USA, rather giving him a lead to follow, and he knew where she was headed. Lecter debated with him self whether or not he should follow her. Though he knew it wouldn't be a trap. But he had no idea what she was up to. The last time they met, she had made it perfectly clear that she did not want his offer, so maybe she would just like to kill him.
So Clarice was ready to commit murder, I wonder how fare she is willing to take it, though she did do such a nice job on Manhüsen. So the masters she served are gone, who have then taken their place, whom does she serve now? Hmm now there's a thought.
Lecter booked a flight to Florence he did love to his little games with Clarice, and though it was rather obvious to take a flight, he wanted to be there as soon as possible, if Clarice have had 3 days to run in, she would be close to Italy now, if she wasn't already there.
