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Feb-9-2007 16:26

Miss Violet Parr smiled politely at the beggar who nearly bumped into her as she walked as fast as she possibly could through the streets of New York. Though Miss Parr felt sick to the stomach, she managed to smile at someone most people around her managed to ignore. The man, puzzled, looked at her from behind his shoulder as he walked away.

Adamant that she should not physically run into another person or, worse yet, an automobile, Violet Parr sat on the steps of a rundown bakery. Her mind twirled with the thoughts that attacked it when she was checking out of the Broadway Plaza Hotel.

She braced herself and tried very hard to empty her mind from thoughts… She could not…

Violet Parr was very good at escaping her present moments. She easily drifted away in thought, though she always attempted to conceal her daydreaming as much as possible. Nevertheless, she could never escape the past. Thoughts of her last visit to New York crept into her mind despite her.

She glanced at the New York streets and sidewalks absentmindedly as her mind dragged her back into the alleys of her memory.

Feb-25-2007 08:58

“It’s one after midnight! What’s the rush?”

“I need to pack and rest. I am leaving to New York again early in the morning.”

Leopold stuttered. “But… you can’t… you just got here!”

“I can and I know. Nevertheless, there is nothing for me to do in London and everything to do in New York.”

“What’s in New York that London can’t offer you Vi?”

“Answers… many answers... to many questions…”

Leopold did not understand. “Come again?”

Violet grabbed her brother’s hand and started leading him towards the door. “I know this may seem terribly rude of me Leopold, but I am glad to see you… even if it does not show… I am actually so glad to see you I will ask a favour of you.”

Leopold was now at the door not knowing what to say. “Sure! Anything you want, seeing that you refuse to make me finger sandwiches!”

“Next time I am in London –I promise- I will cater for you for a whole week.” Violet pushed on. “I do not want my parents to know of my decision to travel back to New York. Leopold please see to it that they do not know.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“I don’t know. Send them a telegram saying we traveled together to Leicester or something... Better yet, Coventry. Think of something.”

“Violet, what are you doing?”

“I will send you a letter from New York. I promise.”

Leopold appeared for once truly concerned. “Well… whatever you plan to do… be careful…”

Violet sighed. “I always am.”

Mar-1-2007 02:26

Doug and Charlie knocked on Miss Parr's apartment door early the next morning. There was no answer, and all the windows were dark.

Doug looked at Charlie, disbelief in his eyes, "Sonuva...she wouldn't have...would she?"

Charlie just silently stared back at him.

Doug ran his hand through his hair wearily, "The Bosses are gonna bloody LOVE this. Let's go."

They turned and headed downstairs, and off to Bletchley Park again....

Mar-1-2007 02:37

Several hours later, they'd managed to track down a couple of telegrams concerning Violet. One sent to Coventry appeared to be a false trail, but a second booking passage on board a ship returning to New York seemed to be genuine. With Scotland Yard's help, Doug and Charlie were indeed able to determine that Violet had set sail for New York with the morning tide. They sent a coded message off to the Department in New York, apprising the Admiral of Miss Parr's imminent arrival, and the latest developments....