Why he had chosen to come along was beyond her.
Since late that morning Molpe had been up, running errands all over London, with Calvin at her side. After a whole day of walking through the crowded streets and fussing over some rather frustrating encounters, she had finally decided that it would be best to go home.
❝Thank you.❞ She broke the silence, looking over to the man beside her before something else caught her eye. The main street was starting to clear up...with an exception of a small group of people huddled around a man who was yelling for all London to hear, Being the person she was, she decided to see what it was about.
❝Citizens of London, there is a great terror roaming our streets, more terrifying than any killer you could ever imagine! Did you ever wonder what happened to all those men who started disappearing a few months ago? They have been found, mutilated up to the point of no recognition. This monster is known for luring unsuspecting men with its captivating song, before it rips their throat out. Worst of all it comes in the shape of a beautiful woman, but have no fear as I will be the one to lay the best to rest.❞
A few people have already wandered off, muttering that all this man was saying was nonsense, others were baffled and seemed to believe him. As for the female, it took only one glance at the numerous weapons he was carrying to know that he ment business. Quickly, not taking her eyes off of the screaming man her hand reached out to grab Calvin’s arm.
❝I think we should go...❞
