Chapter Thirty-Four: Dust to Dust

The room in Westminster had changed a lot in the time since the skirmish.

Oscar and Hayley weren’t alive anymore, for one.

Emerald had grown tired of their incessant whining and had simply snapped one day.

Their deaths were mercifully quick and painless, and everyone in the room sighed with relief.

The cleaners did a quick job of tidying up the blood and guts, and soon everyone was sitting in their usual spots.

The other thing that had changed was that the mysterious man in the pin stripe suit had disappeared.

He had not been at any of their meetings for weeks, and Zahra, Emerald, and Kingston were becoming worried.

“What are we going to do without him here?” Zahra hissed, looking around the room, as though she expected him to jump out from behind the furniture.

“We go on with our plans, what do you think?” Emerald snapped, and lifted her cane, waving it and sighing with relief when a warm fire sprang up in the fireplace.