That Butler; Rip & Tear

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"We aren't done yet..."

______ says, the butler and master looking over at the servant curiously. What will they say? Perhaps they can give more insight on the matter? Or maybe they're also privy to what the demon butler beside him isn't revealing? Whatever it is, he is sure their words will bring light to the situation. Perhaps the killer is just right under their noses?

"We, well, you- have overlooked something. Throughout our investigation, we focused solely on the Viscount and his connections, but the real mastermind behind these murders is someone close. Someone we know well."

Their words hang in the air, silence enveloping the room as the implications sink in. Ciel's brows furrow in thought, considering the servant's hint, while Sebastian's eyes narrow slightly. ______ continues, their voice tinged with a mix of concern and determination. "There is a traitor in our midst, someone working against us and secretly aiding the true Jack the Ripper."

Ciel's mind starts piecing together the puzzle, the missing pieces of the investigation falling into place. He recalls moments where things didn't quite add up, where their suspects seemed too convenient or elusive.

Ciel's eyes narrow as he ponders ______'s words, his mind racing with possibilities. He realizes that he had been so focused on the Viscount and his connections that he may have missed the subtle signs of a traitor within their own ranks. The thought of betrayal stings, but Ciel knows that he cannot afford to let sentiment cloud his judgment.

"That must be so if it's you saying it then," Ciel finally speaks, his voice laced with a mix of anger and determination. "There must be someone close to us, someone we've overlooked. They've been manipulating the investigation, leading us astray, while the true culprit continues their reign of terror."

"But who could it be?" Ciel's voice is filled with a mix of frustration and determination. "We must approach this delicately, with utmost caution. The traitor is cunning, masquerading as an ally while plotting against us."

Sebastian, ever the composed and calculating demon, interjects with a low voice. "Indeed, Young Master. We must analyze our suspects closely, observe their actions, and look for any discrepancies or unusual behavior. No detail is too small to be ignored."

Ciel's mind races through the list of potential suspects, their faces flashing in his mind. He recalls the moments when suspicion arose, the glimmers of doubt that flickered briefly in his mind. He clenches his fists, a fire burning within him as he vows to unmask the traitor. Ciel clenches his fists, a steely resolve taking hold. "We need to analyze our suspects again, more thoroughly this time. We cannot afford any more mistakes. And I want anyone connected to the Viscount thoroughly investigated as well. There's no such thing as being too thorough in this matter."

Sebastian nods, his voice cold and calculating. "I shall begin the investigation immediately, my lord. No stone will be left unturned, and the traitor will be brought to justice."

Ciel's gaze shifts to ______, a mixture of gratitude and determination shining in his eyes. "Thank you ______. Your hint is invaluable. We'll uncover the truth and put an end to this madness once and for all."

"I don't particularly like this part, honestly... We'll see how it goes though..." ______ mutters, a solemn look passing in her expression for a bit.

Sebastian gets to it, giving factual evidence that it would be very possible for Ciel's aunt to be the traitor and murderer. It checks out, and Ciel wonders how he could've overlooked it. Either way, they gather the information of the next possible victim. Sebastian and Ciel wait nearby on a rainy night, awaiting any signs of a possible kill. With Ciel asking ___________ to be on standby elsewhere, and ready to call for Scotland Yard lest things get dicey...

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