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Molly Maltese
Molly Maltese
Old Shoe

May-9-2012 18:06

The office door slammed against the wall with a bang, and papers swirled restlessly across the desks of the darkened room. He looked up from his bottle of gin, bleary eyes just registering the figure outlined in the doorway. It was tall, and from the cast of the hips and tucked in-waist silhouetted in the black trench, it was a woman. She stood on black stilettos, and a black snood concealed her hair from view as surely as the netted veil did her face.

"Who is that?" he asked nervously, squinting his eyes. There was a pause, and then the figure moved forward, legs, hips rolling smoothly in an unmistakable way. He paled; rearing back in the chair so that it almost fell. He righted it with a clatter, fingers shaking.

"A ghost?" he breathed, suddenly terrified. Was the moonshine bad? Giving him the jake- was he hallucinating? The black ensemble of the woman suddenly seemed more foreboding than chic. "You...I thought you were dead!"

She moved forward, just inches away from him in the dim lamplight. Slowly, black satin-clad hands lifted up, grasped the edge of the veil, and pulled it back. Her glossy red lips shone in a vulpine smirk in the light.

"I never die. Nine lives, you know." Molly Maltese breathed in her sotto voice. "I've been to the end of the world, my dear, and I've brought back the case to end all cases for you."


M. Lacrimosa
M. Lacrimosa

Jul-10-2012 19:44

Everyone met up in the hospital parking lot. The lot was crowded with cars. Each person there needed to see the doctor for either something ridiculous or something serious.

"So where do we start?" Zeo asked.

"With the Circle of Light," Marc replied.

"Anyone know how they operate?" someone asked.

"Yes," Marc said. "Somewhat, anyways. Huge cities like London are a little more complicated. Places like this are divided into districts. North, South, East, and West. Each area has its own leader. The district leaders cannot do what they did without the Earthly Sponsor's orders."

Andrew opened his mouth to speak, but he was cut off by Marc. "Splitting up will do no good. If we do that, Molly will be dead by the time we find her. Circle of Light cannot operate without orders from their Earthly Sponsor. The district leaders all report back to him."

"So we go after the Earthly Sponsor first." Riza said, nodding.

"Yes," Marc said. "We find him, we find the district leader. From there, we get Molly back and go after Jack."

"Finding them is easier than it seems," Marc continued. "Look for the biggest abandoned church you can find. If it's here in the heart of the city, that's where the Earthly sponsor will be."

"I think I know a place," Zeo said.

"Good," Marc said, tossing him the car keys. "You can drive."

Making them talk was not going to be easy and Marc knew it. But he was prepared. He would do anything to make them talk. Even if that meant ripping out their fingernails one by one


Jul-11-2012 09:03

As Vulkie was standing on the parking lot after she got examined for her loud coughing and inhaling problem, she lit up a cigarette and blew the smoke away through her nostrils. The scene at the safehouse happened in 2 or 3 minutes, but she still remembered it vividly. The explosion, Marc jumping on her and covering her on the ground, all sorts of materials where the safehouse was made from raining down on the detectives, finding their way out of the safehouse and ultimately, Molly's disappearance from the group.

"So, where do we start?" Joseph asked. "With the Circle of Light" Marc said in response.

The Circle of Light... an illustrious group, as Vulkie remembered. She had solved a few murders with them being involved, but she never quite got the intention that they were up to kidnapping and plotting.

"So we go after the Earthly Sponsor first." Riza said, while she nodded her head. "Yes" Marc replied, "We find him, we find the district leader that took Molly. Once we have Molly back, we can go after Jack" Marc added.

"Finding them is easier then it seems" Marc continued. "We just need to look for the biggest abandoned church in town. If it's here in the heart of the city, that's where the Earthly Sponsor will be." Marc said.

"I think I know a place" Joseph replied, while Marc tossed him the keys and told Joseph he could driver. Riza, Marc, Andrew and Joseph all got in one car, Vulkie took her own acquired vehicle, just in case something would happen or they needed a quick escape.

***15 minutes later***

"Here it is" Vulkie murmered, as Joseph hauled the car to the sidewalk and stopped. Vulkie stopped her car right behind him and got out of the car.

"So guys, how are we gonna go forth? Good detectives or bad detectives?" Vulkie asked, while she already knew the answer. "Bad detectives" everyone replied and the only sound that was hearable was the sound of their guns being checked if they were loaded and ready to be fired...

Andrew Corelli
Andrew Corelli

Jul-18-2012 13:40

"Something is wrong." said Riza, looking at the church.

"What do you mean?" Marc's voice was harsh.

"For an abandoned church, there are a lot of cars in the nearby."

"Riza, Vulkie, stay in the car, we'll check the place." said Joseph, closing the door of the car before Riza or Vulkie could say anything.

With a gun in hand, Joseph, Marc and Corelli went straight to the door, they tried to open the door pushing with their shoulders, but to no success. A voice behind the group startled them.

"This is the way." motioned a short man with a small head and big eyes, his voice was just a whisper and he had a gun in his hand, pointing at the group.

The detectives looked at each other, and the gun, they followed the short man.

"People call me Shorty, are you from the west or east?"

"Uh... East" answered Corelli.

"Great. The meeting is about to start."

They were introduced to a room full with the smell of smoke and sweat, only illuminated by a couple of 60 watts light bulbs, a couple of men were playing in a billiard table, crossing bets, the church had a lack of any religious symbol and the benches were piled on the corners, an improvised bar in the opposite wall was crowded. Joseph counted more than thirty persons in the room, all of them distributed in small groups.

"Hey, Boss, those brunos are from the east." Shorty said to a man in a green suit, sporting a curly moustache.

"All right, my boys, take a drink and relax. The meeting is going to start soon." The accent of the man in the green suit made Marc frown.

Andrew Corelli
Andrew Corelli

Jul-18-2012 13:42

A few minutes later, everyone was silent, looking at the man in the green suit. According to the information Joseph could get, he was a man everyone called Barber.

Barber made a sign to a man, who appeared with guns and bombs that Marc identified as Molotov cocktails. As soon as every member of a team got his share of arms, Barber instructed them.

"Shorty, you take some of Aaron boys and the East kids. I need you on the streets. We have one location and we already sent a diversion, do you think you can get the work done?"

Shorty grinned, licking his lips.

"That's my boy."

The group was taken to a garage, where everyone was divided. After driving for half an hour, the caravan stopped at a brownstone house. They were watched from the rooftop by a man with a Tommy gun, who started calling them as soon as he saw them.

"You can't park there."

A man next to Marc threw the watcher a Molotov cocktail. The explosion alerted the whole neighbourhood, and soon the place was full of noise and people in the streets shooting at each other. A couple of bullets whizzed near Marc before another door opened, and organized groups, men with guns in hand and some women trying to escape, occupied the streets. One of those groups caught Zeo's attention, he saw a pregnant woman screaming, trembling. Zeo ran next to the woman and whispered something to her, trying to get her out of the situation.

The gunfire and the women wailing made Corelli feel sick.

"We have to get out of here," said Corelli.

"We'll only be shot at the back, we can't blow our cover." Marc had his gun in his hand.

A deep voice surged from the security house.
"We surrender. Now we're your prisoners."

Andrew Corelli
Andrew Corelli

Jul-18-2012 13:43

Shorty mumbled some orders to his team. After that he said, "Everyone, get out of the house, with your hands in the air."

"Spare the women." After a short pause the same voice added, "Please, they're innocents. Please."

A blonde man in his early fifties was the first one to appear. He had bandages on his arm and a face dirtied with ash. Someone near Zeo identified the man as Boyle, one of the local leaders of La Cosa Nostra. Boyle talked in the same deep voice as before.

"I'd like to negotiate the terms of our surrender."

Shorty saluted him with one hand; the other hand produced a gun that shot Boyle twice in the head. Someone laughed.

No more than a couple of minutes later, two cars closed both sides of the street and started shooting at Shorty's group. The detectives used that as a cue to disappear. They jumped a fence that connected the main street to an abandoned house. The woman followed them to a coffee shop.


Jul-18-2012 14:20

As Riza got into the car with Vulkie, Vulkie began to rethink what had happened in those few minutes. Andrew ordering her and Riza back in the car, ridiculous. She knew why he did it though, women would look kinda awkward to go to a criminal faction's meeting, unless they were somehow involved in the higher ranks.

"So, what did you manage to find out about that note that was hidden inside the fake ankh?" Vulkie asked.

Riza started to explain that she and Joseph went to see a professor that was some sort of expert in these kind of notes and that it had to take two days from now on to decipher the code. As she explained, Vulkie lost track of the time...

***A while later***

Suddenly, a garage door opened and Vulkie and Riza saw some cars drive away. "Should we follow them?" Riza asked, but Vulkie shook her head. "It's better that we infiltrate in that church while it's abandoned as much as it can be. I want you to stay in the car! If anything's wrong, if they return before I'm back, just honk the horn." Vulkie replied.

As Vulkie carefully and almost silently closed the car door, she crossed the road over towards the front door of the abandoned church. As she reached into her pocket, she produced a leather "wallet", which actually contained lockpicking tools.

A minute later and many fumblings, Vulkie got the door open. As she opened the door, the door gave a creak. Vulkie silently cursed in herself and continued to go ahead.

***Inside of the church***

As Vulkie walked further into the church, she noticed that all sorts of benches were stacked in the back of the church, except at the front. Chandeliers were rusty and coated with a layer of dust, and next to the altar where the priest would usually begin the usual ceremony, there was a chalkboard and a map of London pasted on it.

"Bingo..." Vulkie whispered and she almost ran towards the chalkboard and began to study it... (cont.)


Jul-18-2012 14:40

All sorts of scribbles were noted on the board, and Vulkie could make out that those were the targets the Circle of Light had pinpointed. As she took a look at the map of London, she could see that red wires were crossing all over the map and were ending at photographs, notes and locations.

***Frederick "Boyle" Williamson - Local leader of La Cosa Nostra - Location: Whitechapel area - Orders: Assasinate***. A photograph was posted on the map.

***Carla Kane - Operative of various factions, has been succesfully acquired as a spy for our organisation - Location: Whitechapel Apartments / London Museum - Orders: Keep under surveillance, if neccesary, terminate contract***. The museum and Whitechapel apartments were marked on the map, and a photograph had also been posted on the map

***Molly Maltese - Mate-of-Billings, Jack - Location: Unknown - Orders: Earthly Sponsor wants to keep a close eye on Ms. Maltese until Mr. Billings has been acquired***. Only a photograph of Molly was shown on the map and a photo next to her belonging to Jack Billings.

***Jack Billings - Location: Hellfire Club? / Billings Mansion? - Orders: Assasinate for betrayal. Use Ms. Maltese to lure him out in the open.***

A few other local faction heads were described, so Vulkie took out her notepad and scribbled everything that was on the map and the chalkboard down on it.

Before Vulkie finished, she heard the door close behind her and saw a man standing in front of it. A car horn could be heard on the background.

As Vulkie turned, she saw a man in a green suit. "Who are you?" Vulkie asked. "They call me... Barber" the man replied. Vulkie grinned and added: "Why is that? Because your so good at cutting hairs?". Barber laughed and produced a straight razor. "No, it's because I'm so good at cutting beards, and accidently and ocasionally, a throat" Barber replied. "And who might you be?" Barber asked, as he approached Vulkie closer and closer...

(cont. after I talked to Andrew Corelli)


Jul-19-2012 09:47

As Barber approached Vulkie closer, she noticed that Barber looked very smart and clean in that suit. The man obviously took care of himself and to look as good as he could be. He even wore a ring on his right ring finger, as Vulkie observed, which had a "Circle of Light" logo imprinted on it.

"I'm a private detective, investigating in the missing of a good friend of mine. You may know her, she goes by the name of Molly Maltese" Vulkie said sarcastically, as Barber could've already guessed why Vulkie was there.

"No sweetheart, I mean your name" Barber asked, while grinning and standing still. "My name? Don't you have it yet? If you must now, few people that know it are still alive. But it's Victoria... Victoria Nouson" Vulkie replied.

"Ok, how about this Victoria?" Barber said. "If you agree to, say, spend a night with this here handsome man, I'll let you die really quick, how about it?" Barber replied. Barber didn't wait for the answer and lunged towards Vulkie, slashing his straight razor towards her. Vulkie dodged the attack and drew her gun forward. "What was that saying? Never bring a knife to a gunfight?" Vulkie said sarcastically, while Barber laughed and launched another attack towards Vulkie. Vulkie shot a bullet past Barber's head, and Barber took a slice towards Vulkie, but Vulkie gripped his arm under her armpit and with her other arm, she lifted the arm up, giving it a breaking snap, while Barber howled out of pain. The straight razor dropped towards the ground.

"Back off!" Vulkie shouted and Barber did so. "Anyway, I now know enough about your little plans, about your "eventual" targets... So I guess we don't need you anymore.." Vulkie said, while she took aim at Barber.

"But what if I told you the location of the Earthly Sponsor? Surely, you must have an interest for her. She's the only one who knows where Ms. Maltese is hidden.." Barber said, while he squinted his eyes.

"Alright, spill it. Where is the Earthly Sponsor?" Vulkie asked.... (cont.)


Jul-19-2012 09:53

"Our Earthly sponsor is, if I may say so, situated at a rich position in the middle of London. She's currently staying at the Montgomery Hotel, Room 458. Because she's afraid that people will come after her.." Barber replied.

"Ok Barber... It was nice knowing you. Oh, and by the way..." Vulkie began, while she shot Barber in the kneecap, who in turn fell down on the ground and screamed out of agony and pain, "If you as so much alert the Earthly Sponsor, I'll hunt you down, you hear ME?!" Vulkie said. "I'll hunt you down, and I'll finish the damn job. You will never, EVER, touch my friends again or I will gut you like a fish!" Vulkie yelled.

"Ok, ok... I got it... Can you at least..." Barber began, but by then, Vulkie ran away out of the church and back in the car. "What happened?" Riza asked, while Vulkie started the car and began to drive. "We've got the location of the Earthly Sponsor. Since Joseph, Marc and Andrew are away and we don't know their location, we go after the Earthly Sponsor" Vulkie replied, while she explained what had happened in the church and gave Riza the notes she made.

"Carla Kane? But... What is the meaning of this? She's with the Green Hand AND with the Circle of Light?" Riza asked. "She's a spy. At least, I think. She's been playing each faction, which means.." Vulkie replied, while Riza finished Vulkie's sentence by saying: "That eventually, faction wars will arise".

"Yes, that is exactly my thought. But first, we must get Molly back. She's top priority now. They plan to use Molly to smoke out Jack and then kill them both!" Vulkie shouted, while she manoeuvered the car through the traffic...

Andrew Corelli
Andrew Corelli

Jul-21-2012 20:10

"Are you all right, Miss?" asked Zeo, once they were sure the coffee shop was a secure place.

The woman was still sobbing when she nodded.

"We need some information." said Corelli, trying to light a cigarette with his trembling fingers.

"We need to return to Riza and Vulkie, we don't have time, Molly needs our help--." Marc was walking from one side of the place to another, exasperated.

"Calm down, Marc." Zeo continued talking to the woman "We need to know what happened back there, that man, Boyle, he was worried about you."

The woman started to cry, Marc let out a frustrated sigh.

"You are his wife, right?"

The woman nodded.

"We are looking for someone, a dear friend, and what you know may help us to find her, do you know what happened back there?"

"There's no way she knows where Molly is." said Marc, Zeo looked at him, angry.

"Fred... told me that they were expecting something like that, it was a deal gone wrong, a man approached Fred with a business, and he needed some money to start an operation, something about a relic..."

"The ankh." added Corelli.

The woman nodded "Yes, I think he called it like that. The man was supposed to sell the relic to another organization, one morning Fred didn't returned home and when I saw him he told me the deal went wrong and that we needed to hide for a while." the woman covered her face with her hands and started to cry.

"Why would Billings ask another faction for support? I thought he had enough money to bank an operation like that." Corelli's voice was almost a whisper.

"Maybe that's the point." said Zeo.

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