After all, what better instrument could there be to bring fear to the masses than the slaughter of the fear-mongers themselves?As they walked, Alicia ...sked, in a tone that was curious rather than reproachful, "Does the killing of innocents ever bother you, Master?"Arthur let out a surprised laugh. "I am surprised to hear you ask such a question, child," he replied, "I would have thought that you, of all people, would realize that, among humanity, there is no such thing as innocence; only. I had been invited to join them, but I had to do a late shift and then had some gardening I just wanted to get done.I told them to not worry about me and have a great time.They said they were worried about me and to make sure I locked up, but I pointed out that the letters had been addressed to them not me. As they drove off, I got ready for work and hoped that they would have a relaxing weekend. Work was busy and I didn?t have time to even think about the letters or my friends. Driving home, I. Dark coated Constablesmoved in and about the small streets, a strange sight for the inhabitantsof one of the poorest sections of Victorian London. Most of its citizenshad faded into the shadows as soon as the first officer arrived, thinkingit was some great raid. However, the Constables were not traveling downthe debris-filled streets in search of any common thief or prostitute.Out of place amongst the officers of the law were two men dressed inheavy grey coats. One man, a bear of a man, was. She grinned suddenly, making me wonder if her anger hadn't all been just aplot, "You catch on quick, slave," she said with her haughty "mistressvoice." "You are rather stinky after last night's activities," she said thislast word with some emphasis, looking at me with a significant expression."You offend my sensibilities somewhat and would like for you to shower.Alone."I paled a bit, "You...want me to shower as a woman?"Somehow I doubted she would conjure up a private shower in my room."I'm.