METHOD OF BEDLAM ━ 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐛𝐲 ²

𝐯. 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞 ; fast enough to get in trouble

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v. twenty-nine: ❝ fast enough to get in trouble ❞

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: fickle game - amber run

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Somewhere in London

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In the quiet confines of the small room, Marianna found an unexpected ally in Alfie Solomons.

The peculiar warmth of the space, adorned with classic literature, served as a stark contrast to the gritty exterior of Alfie's bakery and his intimidating office. Despite her initial surprise, she embraced the generosity bestowed upon her by Alfie, savoring the rare and unexpected kindness.

During their hours together, Marianna candidly shared information with Alfie, addressing the inquiries that piqued his curiosity. In return, Alfie leveraged his connections to arrange a meeting between Marianna and Diego in prison.

As the pieces of the intricate puzzle fell into place, Marianna couldn't help but recognize the parallels between herself and Alfie. Both products of a tumultuous past, shaped by conflicts not of their choosing, they found solace and understanding in each other's company.

War, in various forms, had touched their lives, and now, in the camaraderie of shared experiences and mutual understanding, Marianna and Alfie sought a semblance of peace. In a world marred by chaos and conflict, their alliance became a sanctuary where the echoes of war could be drowned out, if only for a fleeting moment.

"I called for your friend." Alfie remarked, casually scratching his bearded chin.

"Who?" Marianna asked, her demeanor guarded, unsure of what to expect.

In response, the door swung open, revealing a figure dressed in a familiar white suit. It was Louis Dormer, his mustache stretching into a smile as he entered the room. The sight of Louis caught Marianna off guard.

"Louis?" she exclaimed, a mixture of surprise and relief coloring her voice.

"Mr. Solomons." Louis greeted, extending his hand to shake Alfie's.

"Keep her safe, yeah?" Alfie's words held a note of sincerity as he delivered a protective directive to Louis.

As Marianna observed the friendly exchange between Alfie and Louis, a natural skepticism crept into her mind. Their camaraderie, though seemingly genuine, raised questions about the extent of their connection. With a quizzical expression, she couldn't help but voice her curiosity.

"How do you two know each other?" Mar questioned, her eyes narrowing slightly

Louis took a moment to respond, his eyes reflecting a mix of sorrow and fellowship. "My cousin, Therese's son, fought alongside Mr. Solomons in the war. They were comrades in the same unit."