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Originally Posted by
Samuel Huxley
Stepping into the entrance hall still gripping the blond by the arm, Samuel looked around to see utter chaos and his evil smile broadened. Looks as though he was going to have no problems getting to where he wanted to go.
Looks like his little soldiers were doing quite a fine job. The only problem was Mildred, not that she would be a problem for him but sometimes these old ducks could take you by surprise.
So he pulled the blond closer to him as he walked in amongst the fray.
Struggling against the compulsion and through the curses layered on her, all forcing her to keep her mouth shut and everything she'd come to discover hidden, Celandine put all her intent into one word, pointing at 'Samuel Huxley'.
"MURDERER!"
And then her eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped against the 'bartender', her arm still caught in his vice-like grip.