Everyone out at this hour had a purpose for doing so. He wondered how many were bakers. This seemed the time of morning that bakers started work, and ...e didn’t imagine many wore their uniforms while walking to and from work. A few, certainly.“Detective Inspector Allaine?” A woman’s voice whispered from the shadows.Luc jumped in his seat. His hand went for his service revolver.“There’s no need for the gun, M’sieur.” She said. “But keep your hand on it, if it makes you feel safer. An old friend. That was his desire, his fondest wish...”“You cut his throat, that wasn’t his fondest wish. You betrayed him.” One of the men, with a prominent hooknose, interrupted Kassja.“I helped Dharkuntis from the day he was born...”“You’re his mother,” another adviser shouted.“The next one interrupting me will die, and it will be a very slow and painful death.” Kassja warned. “I am talking to you to give you an opportunity saving your lives and your power. You can be useful for the Manthakin Empire and. Of course, she had a ball gag in her mouth by now, so it was tough for her to respond, but she muffled something of an answer. Julian laughed as he applied a paddle to her bottom and admired the loads of cum leaking from it. By now, the orphans had fully joined the congregation and participated in the abuse as payback for years of suffering inflicted upon them by the nuns. That was when someone slipped Julian a note: Sister Laura had suffered a heart attack and died.Julian shrugged. It was a. Moments later he was as loud if not louder than his uncle had been.Trent was now starting to smile, if anyone could get them off their asses it was William. William walked up a moment later. "Well it wasn't easy to convince them. They’re on the way now, I just hope it's enough to kill him." Ha!" Trent let out a little louder than he intended. "As much firepower as we have lifted from the Duke, it damn well better be!"William nodded as he stepped outside to await the arms. It had better be he.