Chapter 27 - The beast of the vatican

" Well they are levels to things like this. The higher the risk, the more the reward and vice and versa." Said Adonis in a bid to shut down the discussion. He had profited enough from the peak of our discussion and was now sensing decline in it. He didn't want Brunhilde buying into my idea of making any research as it was only going to play against him. I hated him instantly and for the first time in many minutes, I could once again feel the weight of my tools in my jacket. I wasn't going to be in a haste this time around. Perhaps every good looking chap in Oxford was named Adonis and I would have to salvage every single one of them in a hope of getting my target if I didn't take things gradually. I signed softly to calm my raging storm." Don't let the blades call out to you I told my self as I fought the urge of pulling them out, placing them in the candle flames and sear the ventricles of his heart with them.