Lies travel faster than the truth

IV. By Order!

Late night. New York business meeting was a
formal discussion about the Charlie's Foundation. It was good to be home again.

I put the key in the locker twisted it. Walk silently in and I heard Thomas talking.

"Don't point the fuckin' weapon at me." He was  kinda running after someone. Then I noticed a laugh a woman's one.

I remembered a few months ago Thomas said something about The Russians aristocracy and some Duchess.

"I guess there is something going on again." I thought

Thomas spread his right arm to reach the weapon.

"Give me the fuckin' gun." He said she laughed weirdly

I saw the Faberge Eggs the two. Thought to myself "Damn t'is cost a fortune if t'ey are real."  I took them and hide it in the corner; hide a bit aside so I can see what's going on. Thomas can handle himself.

He was going down the stairs topless the Duchess was wearing almost nothing (part of a plan i guess) pointed a gun against him.

With that kind of a crazy madness in her eyes she proceeded:

"If you don't like something, you say stop and it stops! Did you know the madness sets you free?" She was walking backwards still laughing so weirdly then continued:

"I would fuck you for the cause. What do you think of that?"

He made a grimace and starred at her coldly.

"I think you should stop drinking vodka and champagne."

Tommy saw me. I made a "shh" sign while coming slowly to the corner. He looked at me made that eye move and I was ready. I nodded.

She suddenly emptied the pistol left only one bullet in it.

"No, No! Do not fuckin' do this!" Thomas was trying to convince the Duchess to let go the gun.

"It's a game we used to play. You won't try it!" She was madly excited.

"I do not want to try!" He yelled angrily saw me behind the wall I nodded she turned. I hit her with the flick of my hand. She fell on the floor lost consciousness.

Thomas stood and watched for a second. I glanced at him.

"She'll wake up...Guarantied. She won't mess with yo anymore. But she will be a wiser woman for it." I held and move my hand it was a lil painful.

"W'ere you know all t'is eyy?" Thomas put a shirt on.

"W'at yer mean?" I took the Faberge Eggs upstairs carrying them in the safe.

I heard Thomas called Arthur to take care of her.

"Arthur come 'ere! Get her outta 'ere. Before someone asks. No worries she is alive just sleepin' for a w'ile." He helped him get her out and Arthur dragged her in the Cut, where Curly will take care of her.

"Oi! May! Yo still didn't tell me from w'ere yo know all t'is?" He slammed the door came closer and lean on the wall.

I was preparing the paperwork for the booking process tomorrow.

"I rarely answer questions Tommy, yo should know t'at by now." glanced at him; he came near I stood up Thomas grabbed my head with his palm and looked at my eyes.

"W'at's yer intentions towards me May, eyyy?" I smirked a bit and flipped us; pinned him at the wall and place my arm against his neck.

"Be careful Mr. Shelby t'ere's a lot of people lookin' for killin' yo. Don't trust anyone Thomas." whispered in his ear.

"T'ere at t'e back of a long queue." He squeezed my arm and slowly removed it.

"I thought you're gentlemen Tommy?" I smiled a bit he stared at me.

"Don't worry I'm no gentleman." He made a weird smirk.

"Can I trust yo?" He asked I nodded.

"W'en t'e right time comes I will tell yo. I promise" putting my coat on and walked to the door.

"Eyyy tell me by order! Wait May, eyy! By fuckin' order!" He was yelling while I was leaving the house waved at him...