Stardust Crusaders: Around The World

Justice, Part 2

"Polnareff...you have no idea how badly I want to murder you!" Enyaba seethed under her breath as she watched the Frenchman looking around. Her fists clenched even more tightly than before. "I'll avenge my son by ripping your insides!"

"Hey, ma'am!" Polnareff called her out.

His voice made the old woman snap out of her thoughts and turned her attention to Hol Horse. "Damn it! Right now I have to hide this bastard's body!" She panicked and needed to desperately do something quick.

"She's not behind the counter, either." Polnareff said, searching for the elderly woman.

Enyaba grunted under her breath, "Shit! Things will only get worse if the other damn three show up! I need to kill them one by one, dammit!" Sweat was now dripping on her face. "Just stay away!"

The Frenchman approached the door that was next to the main desk and knocked. "Excuse me, ma'am, are you in here?" He asked. "I thought I heard something loud crashing down here. Is everything okay?"

He stood by the door for a moment, waiting for her response but didn't receive a word back. Concerned for the woman, he decided to enter the room.

"Ma'am, I'm coming in!" Polnareff warned and stepped into the room.

As soon as he stepped in, a loud noise made him snap towards Enyaba who was lying on the floor with some furniture tipped over. She winced and whimpered in pain but sat up and brushed it off with a nervous laugh.

"What happened, ma'am?!" Polnareff rushed over to her to help and kneeled down to her eye-level.

"Oh, don't mind me, young man. It's nothing." Enyaba assured him, waving her bandaged hand. "I just simply fell and banged my hip a bit." She gave him a smile.

"You fell?" Polnareff asked. He became more concerned for the old woman. "That's really dangerous ma'am. You just recently burned your hand too, you sure are careless."

Enyaba let out a nervous chuckle as she was now sweating more than before. "I appreciate your concern, young man, but I'll be fine!"

"Get the hell out you shithead!" Enyaba thought. "Who the hell allowed you in here god dammit?!"

She looked over Polnareff's shoulder, Hol Horse's body was still out in the open and at any moment Polnareff could turn around and see him there. She secretly used her fog Stand to move Hol Horse under the sofa behind him.

"I'll have to spare you my wrath for now..." Enyaba carefully eyed both Hol Horse and Polnareff. "But soon I'll kill you just like I did to Hol Horse. All it takes is one tiny wound and you'll become my puppet for Justice to control!"

"Hm?" Polnareff turned his head to the side.

Enyaba feared that Polnareff had caught sight of Hol Horse under the sofa, her eyes widened and her mouth dropped in shock. Thankfully he didn't notice the cowboy and instead grabbed her wooden cane for her.

"Here you go," Polnareff handed the wooden cane to Enyaba but he noticed she was nervous and sweating. "What's wrong, ma'am? You're dripping sweat like crazy."

Waving her hand side to side, she gave Polnareff a genuine smile. "N-No it's nothing! Pay no mind to it." She grabbed her cane back. "Please, just rest in your room, young man. Everything is fine." She reassured him.

"Hmm, are you sure?" Polnareff queried as he stood up, returning to his full height. "I'm sure running a hotel on your own can't be easy. Don't you have a family? Maybe a son, perhaps?"

Enyaba froze in place, she began to tremble with so much anger building up inside her and growled under her breath.

"Excuse me, what did you say?"