Drystan Rhys Emrys (sinsofseven) wrote in haunted_roads, @ 2008-03-22 17:23:00 |
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Week Four: Friday
Who: Drystan (Narrative)
Where: His Offices
When: Friday Early Evening
Business per usual and business was good. When wasn't it though? It wasn't as if Drystan put his hard earned money into anything that wasn't bound to be more than lucrative. At some point in the past each and every penny had been hard earned and for one as jaded as he was, he never failed to appreciate what a few coins could do for a person.
That whole money can't buy you happiness was a load of rubbish. Unless you had a heart then in theory there could be a problem but Drystan had never encountered that particular dilemma. Money had bought him all the happiness, pain and torture in the world and really he couldn't ask for anything more.
Except for perhaps some obedience. He'd almost forgotten about her. Foolish little chit... what was her name again? He'd call her child for the time being. He knew exactly what her name was, those that managed to slip past his carefully crafted walls were not about to be forgotten though he would be the last one to let the child know she was a piteous little thorn in his side. He did hate that he'd been momentarily bested.
Those that had helped her were long dead. Though their deaths hadn't been quick or simple. That was far too kind a favor on his part for such a betrayal. The girl would be next.
At least according to the paper sitting on his desk she would be. A cruel smile curved over his face as he read the carefully scripted words. He really did hate the plain face of text and those that worked for him indulged in his love of hand written correspondence. While Drystan did enjoy a good hunt he was a busy a man... in this case an employee had been charged with finding the girls location once he had relocated to the United States... that was where her trail had led. And it was time for the chase to pick up again.
Of course she made it easy for him... she was in Seattle.
A dancer. Now wasn't that sweet. It was just about time to see how entertaining she could truly be.