Chapter VIII
Twitch waited in the shadows of an alley, watching the two people make their way from the crowd, hands twitching in excitement. Using a radio, he contacted his brother.
"Target sighted, brother. Are you in your place?"
"Roger that, brother." Switch replied, his voice giddy in anticipation. "I have seen the target. Standby for interception."
From his hiding place, Switch watched the girl advance. To be fair, she was of a pretty nature, dark skin and glowing green eyes. It made him excited. Many a time those the twins had worked with tried to figure out what each brother's role really was. Who was more lethal, more depraved. It all depended on the circumstances.
The old man she was with called out to her to slow down, causing her to stop right in front of him. What luck. He moved, and just as he did, something in her reacted. No matter. It was too late to do anything.
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"Lady! Please slow down!" Walter called after Elizabeth as she roamed through the marketplace. "I'm afraid this old man can't keep with you!"
Elizabeth stopped. Walter couldn't tell if she had heard him, or whether she had found another place of interest. So far, she had stopped at a renaissance blade stall, a shop selling beautiful summer dresses, and a shop selling glass items, from which she purchased several small vials. He did not ask what they were for, only followed her dutifully.
Up ahead of him, Elizabeth turned towards him, her eyes wide with fear. A blur of motion passed in front of her, then whisked her away down an alley.
"Elizabeth!" He yelled, and began moving quickly down the alley after her.
Too late. She was already gone, and in her place was a small, handmade card.
Time is on Our Side
It seems you have very little here.
Play the game, and everything will be fine.
Call the number to begin.
Brought to you by Brothers Switch and Twitch.
Throwing a curse, Walter headed quickly back to the hotel, gathering up Elizabeth's fallen parcels, noticing with pride that one of the smaller ones was missing. Idly he thought that if Integra was in a foul mood now, it was nothing compared to what it would be when she found out about this.
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Switch threw the girl into the van. She was surprisingly quiet, looking at him coldly as he closed the doors on her.
"Strange little bitch." He muttered, his brother joining him in the cabin of the car.
"Yeah well, that strange bitch is going to get us everything we want." Twitch said. "Let's get going. They'll be calling soon."
Cackling, they pulled out into the street and sped off.