The Chesapeake and the Baltimore ripper | Runaways

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3 weeks later

Hannibal and I got away, maybe not in the greatest shape, but we got away. We left France behind, where I left my memories of Martin, and we came to Florence. Hannibal was not teasing when he said Florence was great this time of year. We killed a Fell family, that held a wife and husband. So, Hannibal and I had to play husband and wife, and I don't think he fully minded at all, and I don't know what to make of the whole situation. We got a spacious apartment with one bedroom and Hannibal got himself a job at the museum, and he was often invited to events such as balls and presentations, and I tagged along. I, however, didn't have a job. I was self-employed, to find Grutas. Nobody would suspect a thing, especially not off a frail, unproblematic, charming couple. Hannibal was currently at work, and I took a trip into town.

I stabbed the man into his heart and he gurgled into his blood and fell onto the floor. He fell beside my feet and he cling onto my ankles as blood poured out of him. I stepped away, my heels clicking the floor as I did so, and I watched him shake as he tried to move, but he Was shock. Now that I was satisfied with my work, I took off my gloves - that had a little bit of blood on them - and scrunched them up in my hand. Even if someone was to find him, which they wont, he will be dead or on the brink of death. I looked around myself to see library was still quiet, so I decided to take my leaving. I closed the storage room door on the dying man and I checked through the door to see he's stopped moving. I chuckled to myself and began to walk through the library, in a feminine manner to keep my part as a Fell. I adjusted my navy blue dress and wiped myself off a little as I walked through. I was proud that I did it clean and neat, like how I'm supposed to do my murders. I got to the exit and I put on my sunglasses and threw open the doors, stepping into the sunshine.

Now, you may be wondering why I killed that man back there. He never sat right with me, second i laid my eyes upon him at the first ball Hannibal and I attended together. He glared back at me, he wasn't afraid of me, he knew something nobody else knew, I could just tell. His ego was about to burst and everybody knew he was hurting his wife and two children, and I couldn't stand for it. So, I knew he went to the library every Tuesday to return and get a new book, and today was Tuesday.

I creaked open the museum doors and peered my head inside to see Hannibal giving his presentation on the red dragon. He stood in front of the projector that held the painting of the red dragon, while people in suits and dresses listened in. Florence was very divided in wealth. We chose the rich family. I crept over to a free seat and I caught Hannibal's eyes, since he caught mine. I gave him a smile and he gave me one back. I sat down beside a gentleman with a pipe, pocket watch and a proud, greying moustache. I adjusted my curled brunette hair as I listened on Hannibal's alluring words.

Now that the presentation was over and everyone was making their way out, I walked over to Hannibal, who was packing his things away. He heard my heels click and he looked up at me.
"That was well done, Hannibal. Very educational" I smiled to him. (Let's just let them keep their first names so it doesn't cause confusion) he smiled back at me while he held a piece of projector. Hannibal opened his mouth to say something but someone came over to us. They had a broad jet black beard and wore a tuxedo.
"Mr. Pablo! How did you find the performance?" Hannibal asked me.
"It seems you do know a thing or two about historics, I've came here to invite you both to a ball this evening as a congratulations" Pablo held his hand out to Hannibal and they both shook hands.
"We would be honoured to, Mr. Pablo" Hannibal agreed.
"Very well, see you tonight" Pablo then walked off, with his hands behind his back. I watched him leave then look back at Hannibal.
"Have you had such luck in finding Grutas?" Hannibal asked me, now that Pablo was out of sight. I sadly shook my head and Hannibal let out a long sigh.
"I'll think of something. I got myself a lead before" I reminded him.
"I have no doubt" he responded to me.