Cerulean [Hannibal] ✓

from the ex wife of one to another

Saturn Atlas walks into the room in a lab coat, placing down her little suitcase in front of her which she opens.

"And who might you be.. Sugar?"

"She's Miss Violet Grand. She is my contact to the pharmacy world who does all the work of directing and embezzling the substances and drugs to hand them over to me. I gather them all up and finally they land on your table." "So you let a pretty woman do all the dirty work?" "I..." With a snip of his fingers the man has fallen down dead. "Now.. Sugar. Why are you working in this field. You have better morals than that... divorced?" She nods. "Bills don't pay themselves as easily as they do when two people work.", she shrugs and he smirks. "So.. you sell huge amounts of drugs to a fat bastard who then sells them, probably at a markup to me." "I didn't really know or care to know what he was doing with that stuff. All I needed to know was that I'd get some money out of it to keep myself alive and learning. I need my bloody doctorate.", she sighs, ruffling her hair. He hums. "Tell you what, doll. What about a deal? I'll make sure you get that doctorate of yours and you work for me from now on." "Well.. I am not even sure what your work is, Sir. All I knew was that he..", she points at the dead body, ".. wanted me to meet his business partner and to 'look pretty'." The man tilts up her chin, lightly but persistently pushing her back until she is in a seated position on a table. "Well.. he knew my taste well then. I, sweetness, am the man for everything. I organise assassinations, robberies, murders... I help killers do their thing. And I do all of that for the fun of it. Every bit of illegal activity.. I probably had my fingers in it. Because honey.. I am king of everything and I have the keys to the entire world." "Sounds profitable to me.." "Which it is.." "Well then.. I am i..." A shot echoes through the room and the psychopaths bodyguard drops. "What in the bloody fuckin' hell is going on?!", she curses. "Well.. sweetness. You tell me." She flinches at the next shot. "What the hell am I supposed to know?? I only came here because he dragged me along!" Hiding under the table she watches as he hurries over to the dead body, quickly spotting the little recording tools and cables on the fat bastard, cursing loudly the psychopath seconds later drops to the ground, a needle in his neck. He pulls it out. "What is this shit?!" Mycroft Holmes's forces, his younger brother and John Watson, seeing as Mrs. Hudson was babysitting Saturns two children, enter. Saturn rises from the ground and shrugs off her labcoat before taking a seat on the table once more. "That is a rather lovely drug that will paralyze your body in mere seconds. I modified it myself for you especially. That shit is strong enough to take out an elephant.", she says calmly. He glares at her. "Good job, my dear.. I almost feared you wouldn't be able to do it but you managed after all.", Mycroft tells her and she smiles. "Be honest. I did impress you." She lets him step close to her. "I am almost sorry I tricked you in this manner, Mr. Moriarty, but I owed Mycroft here a huge favour, so here I am." She admits, lightly scratching her cheek. He stares at her, noticing that she was in fact being truthful. "See it as indirect revenge." "Well.. the household psychopath I had to deal with ATE other people, Mycroft. I don't think this one does." Quickly combining the one and one information Moriarty knows exactly who was in front of him. The pretty little innocent lady, with two doctorates, that had married the psychopath Hannibal Lecter who had killed before he himself was even alive, and who had cannibalised his victims. The pretty little innocent lady whose children were fathered by a murderous cannibal and who disappeared from the records. Which would have been the favour Mycroft Holmes had done her which she returned this way. In his mind.. getting caught by that little but remarkable woman wasn't as bad as being caught by the Holmes brothers.