Theresa
Basil stared icily at his arch-enemy.
"Don't play with me, Ratigan.Why I'm here?"
Ratigan's smirk widened."You're not very happy to see me, aren't you?"
"I'm not in the mood for your srcasm,Ratigan.What do you want from me?"
"Sit down"said the professor,pointing at an armchair in front of his own "I'll tell you everything"
As Basil sat down, Ratigan handed to him a packet of cigarettes."A cigarette?"
"I only smoke the pipe"said Basil coldly.
"Oh,yes.I forgot your precius pipe"said Ratigan, lighting a cigarette for himself. He inhaled deeply, then he released a cloud of smoke.
There was a minute of silence, with the two mortal enemies staring at the each other, hatred in their eyes. Finally, Basil broke the silence.
"For the last time,Ratigan: what do you want?"
Ratigan put out the cigarette in an ashtray placed on a small table between the two armchairs.Then, he turned over his daughter,who still
was beside his armchair. "Ginevra"
"Yes,daddy?"
"It's late.Go to sleep"
"But..."
"No 'buts', honey. You need some rest."
"I'm not tired" Ginny lied.
"Don't lie to me, Ginevra. You didn't sleep the last night. I heard you cry."
Ginny said nothing. Basil saw that she suddenly seemed lost and scared like every child:her defiant attitude had disappeared.
Ratigan raised her chin with a gloved hand to see her eyes. "Honey,he can't hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you. Do you trust me?"
"Yes"
"Good. Now go to sleep."
She nodded."Good night, daddy"
"Good night,honey."
Ratigan smiled weakly as Ginny left the room. "Smart child."
Then he looked at Basil again. The detective smiled sarcastically."You're a good actor".
"I beg your pardon?"
"You act like if you actually love her"
"I wasn't acting, Basil."
"Don't meke me laugh!"Basil yelled "You can't love anyone, Ratigan! You're not capable of love!"
"It's not true!"
"Yes, it is! In your heart, if you actually have a heart, there's not space for love!"
"SHUT UP!" Ratigan screamed.
They both stared silently at the each other for a moment, then Basil said slowly:
"You had been evil since your birth,Ratigan. I still remember when you killed your parents...of course, no one believed thet you killed
them. The police said thet had been only accidents...they tought you were too young to kill anyone. You were...eleven? Twelve? I don't
recall. I said that you killed them,but no one believed me...I was only a child,too...but I knew! I knew it was your fault! You killed them
because evil has not age!"
Ratigan shut his eyes and took a deep breath,trying to keep control on himself.
"My parents deserved their death,Basil. I don't have anything to say about them. You're here for a whole different reason."
"Oh, yes...the Killer of Alleys...do you really want to see him hammed?"
"Yes."
"Why do you hate him so much?"
"When you knew that Ginevra is my daughter,did you wonder who is her mother?"
"I did."
"And did you wonder why she doesn't sleep well? Did you wonder why she cries the night?"
Basil's eyes grew wide. "Oh,God...don't tell me that...
Ratigan nodded. "You must know I had been marries, Basil. Her name was Theresa. The Killer of Alleys killed her two years ago in front of our daughter's eyes."
Ok,there's the third chapter.Sorry for so long update,but I'm not home and I had some difficult to find an Internet Poin to submit the chapter.Anyway,read and rewiew!