Silence

Chapter 7

Early the next day, Ciel, Sebastian, and Adalina paid a visit to the one person who would be able to tell them more about the bodies.

"Why, if it isn't Earl Phantomhive and his butler," the gray-haired man said with a laugh. "And you've brought someone new. Who is this lady?"

"This is my head maid, Adalina," Ciel answered.

"I see. What brings you to my shop on this fine day?"

"I want to know about the three murders that have happened in the last two weeks."

"Yes, I remember those women. I made them all look quite pretty again."

"All of them died the same way, yes?"

"Maybe they did, maybe they didn't. I'd be willing to tell you for the usual price."

Ciel groaned. "Sebastian, take care of this."

"Why don't you get the lady to? I haven't had a laugh from a woman in ages!"

"That's impossible. She is a mute."

Undertaker chuckled a little. "Ah, very well. I guess as long as I get paid, it doesn't matter who delivers."

Sebastian fixed his gloves. "Young master, I must ask you to wait outside with Adalina."

"Fine," Ciel grumbled. "Come, Adalina."

Adalina raised her eyebrows as she followed Ciel outside the funeral parlor. She had never realized that the young earl associated himself with such...strange characters. It was amazing how much she hadn't known before she found out Sebastian was a demon. Now that she knew, they must've thought there was no need to keep anything a secret from her any longer. It was kind of interesting to see just what the Ciel did when working as the Queen's Guard Dog. She had always been rather curious about what exactly he got himself involved with.

After a few moments, loud laughter came from inside the funeral parlor so much that the sign over the shop shook, and Adalina worried for a moment that it was going to fall.

Sebastian opened the door with a smile. "You can come back in now."

Undertaker leaned on his desk hiding his face in his sleeves as he laughed. "Your jokes just get better and better! All right, here's what I know. All three women who were murdered had the same qualities. They were all around 24 years old, had light brown hair that had been curled and very slender bodies, and they all seemed to be wearing a very expensive and rare perfume. All of the ladies were part of the upper class and were dressed as if they were attending a social event that night."

"They were only killed at night?" Ciel asked.

"But of course. The murders were quite messy, so it wasn't done by someone who knew what they were doing. They made quick work of it so they could get away before anyone noticed. All the murders were done in the darkness of an alley or somewhere like it. And each lady was alone when she was murdered."

"If that's the case, then they must've been lured away by someone they trusted. Which means he must be part of the upper class as well. He gets them away from the party and then he kills them. But why? Why only target these specific women?"

"I'm not sure, my lord. But I suggest finding out who the murderer is soon before another poor young woman succumbs to his threats."

Ciel exited the funeral parlor with Sebastian and Adalina behind him. "Sebastian, find out when the next party is and make sure I am invited to it. I don't doubt this man will be attending in order to seek out his next victim."

"Certainly, my lord. Adalina, please return the young master to the manor and prepare him his afternoon tea. I shall be there to join you shortly."