Back To Spring

Eadweard had probably watched him and Adalia at the award ceremony and automatically concluded that his weakness was his female friend. A cold chill ran down his spine, as he imagined all those times he and Adalia had slid in and out of the governor's house in the horse drawn coach. All that time, they were being watched!! And they hadn't even realized it!

This sudden realization only served as boost for Xzavier's engine, he didn't appreciate being toyed with. Worse still, he couldn't stand arrogant entitled brats who enjoyed picking on ladies. So, like a blood hound, he began to hunt down the impudent playboy as he sniffed out his trail. Xzavier spent the entire night shaking down street thugs and possible informants. Finally, his investigative method of terror gave him his first clue. He dropped the body of the last guy he had ruffled up, and headed towards the same place it had all started- the brothel called 'Spring.'