Security Kiosque, Universal Exposition, end of the day
"Lady Amelia, what a surprise to find you here. Aren't you usually with Sherlock? Where is he? He shouldn't be too far." Said Lestrade looking around only to find Ciel.
They had never met. Amelia sighed, she feared the worse reaction from the simple-minded but sympathetic inspector.
"Oh, is this you relative. You are a big boy, right? How old are you?" said Lestrade.
This made her siblings want to laugh at their cousin despite the heavily mutilated body in front of them.
"I am the Count Ciel Phantomhive, not some little boy that you can infantilize." Said her cousin trying not to let out his rage too much.
The poor inspector Lestrade was getting thoroughly reprimanded by her thirteen-year-old cousin which outranked in terms of nobility and power the inspector. Too bad for the other potential heir of Lord Randall, he hadn't warned him beforehand like Fred Abberline*.
"Have you anything else to add, Lady d'Assy?" inquired the other inspector with glasses which was paired with Lestrade.
"Yes." She said exchanging a long look with him.
Oh, that was certainly interesting, Zack Paterson. Moriarty's eyes in Scotland Yard. It was good that he was here. This meant that the whole Criminal Investigation Department was in Paris. Arterton mustn't be far away. This made her think that the Chief Inspector of Scotland Yard's Criminal Investigation Department was on her personal black list and the one of the Moriarty. Paris would certainly be shaken up soon by the actions of the Moriartys. They mustn't be too far from here.
"I am so sorry, Lord Phantomhive. I shall never do the same mistake again." Finally, said Lestrade after apologizing several times under the amused looks of her brothers.
"You are better, otherwise, I shall have a talk with Lord Randall." At these words, the inspector became very pale.
As if her cousin really had this very discussion with the dear chief of Scotland Yard. She would be more likely the one having this discussion if this was necessary. Those two were even more at odds than Sherlock Holmes and Lord Randall.
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Infirmary of the Exposition, a few moments later
"This shall stink a bit but bear with it, my Lord" said a blond hair woman who presented herself as Catharina Loss.
"Outch!" couldn't help say the infamous watchdog of the Queen.
The Moriartys had witnessed the whole discover of the latest victim of Jack the Reaper. As Fred investigated the crimes of this French Jack the Reaper, he had been surprised of their findings. This was not alike the murders in the East End of London. It was less neat. Due to Amelia's connection and Paterson, they managed to get their hands on the reports of Jack's murders of Scotland Yard.
The wounds on the bodies of the French prostitutes were less neat than the ones on the bodies found in the east end. These neat cuts made everyone think at Scotland Yard that it had to be a doctor that murdered those prostitutes. Here in Paris, the work of the killer wasn't even comparable. It was the work of someone who had never held a scalpel in his entire life. That and the fact that the murders committed were not limited to fille de joie, it also included men which coincidentally were the lowest employees under passing by rich known figures visiting the Exposition universelle. It was the same modus operandi.
Although those were labelled as common murder and not part of the series of murders committed by Jack the Reaper. Nonetheless, all these murders were made by a similar killer or killers from the way that the throat of the prostitutes and servants from the lower class were sliced. Then, they witnessed a rather disturbing meeting. A group of men which were from the working class and low bourgeois class gathered in Saint-Marcel, the working district of Paris. They would have to monitor more attentively this group but William doubted greatly that the ghost of Jack the Reaper was the responsible of these murders. It was more the work of men, men with specific convictions. Which used the wrong ways to get to their "holy" goal.
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Amelia d'Assy : cousin of Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler fanfiction)
FanficWhat if Ciel Phantomhive didn't have only one aunt? His father was the middle child of Countess Phantomhive. He wasn't meant to be the heir. His older sister Charlotte Phantomhive was supposed to be the Watchdog of the Queen. Instead, she went on an...
