In the other carriage, Flora was shocked when she didn’t come to find Mielle. “Maybe she is in the bathroom?”Flora walked the corridor for the toilet at the end of it. And meanwhile, she passed by a cabin with a slightly open door. Through which, she heard some hard moans and saw a couple kissing in the cabin. The woman and man looked very engaged in their kiss as much as disconnected from the world outside. She was a young blond. He was a middle-aged brunette. “Did I see this man before?” Flora was confused. She is sure she saw that face before but did not remember where or when.“What are you doing, naughty girl?” “Sh*t!”Flora was about to jump in terror when heard Claude whispering to her. She took him by the arm and rushed to hide in her cabin before the couple discovers them:- You were spying on a french kiss and now you are abducting a man and locking him in your cabin! How naughty you’ve become in some years my Flora!- You!Flora was about to blame him for terrorizing he
"Is there a doctor here?!” cried Mr. Bouc, the director of the train. “I am a doctor!” said a middle-aged gentleman. He was Mr.Watson. And he was the only physician on board. Dr.Philip examined the body of Amélie and then said: “She is alive and I believe she got poisoned. Let’s bring her to her room so I can examine her better. Do we have medicines on board?” “Yes! Sure!”, responded Mr. Bouc. “What do you mean poisoned?” Asked a passenger who was almost fifty: Mr. Daniel “Do you mean SOMEONE has poisoned her?! Is there a KILLER here?!” It seems the idea of having a killer among them terrified all passengers. The Ladies cried, and the men cursed: - A criminal! There’s a criminal here! - Call the police immediately! What are you waiting for?! - Stop the train and bring the poor woman to the hospital! - We are all dead! The tension has almost become chaos that Mr. Bouc was unable to shut it down. And then the noises stopped as the train stopped abruptly: - What’s going on? A
“Why do you look uncomfortable, Ciel? It is not the first time we solve a murder!”“Sir! Please, speak lower! Someone may hear you!”Barely, Claude concealed a laugh. Teasing Ciel, his always-anxious assistant, was his favorite hobby. They were in the Grand Suite of Claude planning their next actions when Claude noticed the unease in Ciel. So he tried to lighten up the environment.Yet, it took Claude almost a minute to come back to his serious, ice-cold mood. What was happening was horrible. They are stuck on the train with a murderer. His precious Flora is stuck on this train with a murderer. He felt a chill. If Flora gets hurt or if she injures her little finger, he will never forgive himself.“Tell James to be the bodyguard of Ms. La Candida till we get out of this damned train,” ordered Claude.“But sir, it will be quite dangerous to keep a single bodyguard for you!” protested Ciel.Claude hated getting disobeyed. He glared at poor Ciel with a couple of terrorizing silver eyes.
Flora felt a cold shiver hearing the word ‘playtime’. She saw Lola securing the door and Sophie taking a suitcase from under the bed. The bag was fall of s*x toys. Things that looked bizarre but harmless, uncomparable with torture bag of Jack:“You’re not gonna r*pe me, I guess?” murmured Flora“How naive! If someone is willing to r*pe you he won’t tell you in advance! Plus, if you feel insecure around someone you should ask immediately for help!” exclaimed Amélie “And no of course, why should I r*pe you? There's no fun in this. Added to it, I may look a bit extravagant but I have principles.”"Principles!" mocked Flora“Yes, I do! Believe it or not!” Claimed Amélie “I was just thinking since you are a virgin…”“How did you know?!”“It is obvious as bloody hell! Please!” said Amélie “I was saying since you are still a virgin, why don’t you use the chance of being on the Orient Express to lose it?!”“How poetic!”“And practical too. With a killer on board, who knows? Maybe we are all go
“If I make you my protégée, will you stay by my side?” Asked Claude. “I am… You stupid Claude!.. Can’t you see I am already on your side, from the start?!” Answered Flora. Claude looked so satisfied by the answer. He blushed and smiled. Then, he brushed his beautiful black hair and stepped back: “Flora! Flora! My dear sweet Flora! Are you an angel or something? You always tell me the words I need to hear the most, the words that flatter my heart and bless my soul with serenity.” “And you sometimes scares me…” Flora and Claude walked together to the louange. The rest of passengers, except Mielle, Amélie and her Sugar Babies, were there. Claude stepped in and announced: “Hello Ladies and gentlemen. My name is Claude Knightly and I am a businessman and a former detective. I have a master's degree in Criminology and collaborated with local police on many occasions. Due to the unfortunate events we are living, Mr. Bouc the director of the train asked me to conduct an investigation to
The whole situation looked sarcastic. After having the interview with Madame Sesilea, Claude asked Flora to be his guest. In the Grand Suite of the businessman, Ciel was doing his researches, while Flora and Claude are having some tea to calm their nerves: “What a jock, everywhere I look there’s something linked to the mafia” said Claude “The killed man is someone I knew. He was a mafia man before retiring years ago and running away to Europe.” “Then, the killer may be a mafia man who is sent to execute the fugitive?” “It may be.” “Why did he aim for Mrs. De Cassel? Do you think she’s having troubles with the mafia too?” “It may be!” “It means the only suspicious who has nothing to do with the mafia are Mr. and Mrs. Schnider?” “It may be...” “But Miss Flora, what do you mean they are suspicious? They were all in the restaurant when the poor man was killed, weren't they?” Asked Ciel. “Mielle heard the man struggling, that's why she thought he was fighting with someone. But it i
“Sir, we still have a lot of work to do” said Flora, pushing Claude softly to end their long hug. “I believe so, Flora” replied Claude “From now on, you are my protégée and I am your armor” “You are my silver knight with shining armor” whispered Flora, not knowing how much her sweet voice is driving him crazy. “We still have to interview Mr. Daniel, Dr. Philip Watson, and Mr. and Mrs. Schnider. I can do it myself if you want to.” “No. I will be present by your side. If this matter is linked to the mafia, then I may be of great help since I lived among them all those years. Plus, apparently, I ended up being your assistant!” Claude laughed hard. His loud masculine laugh triggered the heart of Flora: “If that’s your desire, I will not stop you. But if you ever felt the discomfort, tell me. Also, about Mrs. Schnider: Being a secretary in the Black Castle does not mean she can recognize your face or even know about your existence. Jack did a great job hiding you from the eyes of ever
“He is dead,” confirmed the Doctor.Sharp screams came out of some ladies. The scenery was a real tragedy. The catastrophe was that the killer did his crime in front of everyone! The terror, the shock, and the inability were unbearable. Amélie laughed like someone losing his head. Sesilea hugged her boy and they sobbed together. The young couple held hands, shaking. - I am thinking about a one-only question, said Claude to Flora.- ‘Who’s next?'- No Flora. It is ‘How did he do it?’.Mr. Daniel was the most cautious! He only consumed canned food and whipped it with alcohol on every surface before touching it. How did the killer do it? How?!- Was it Mrs. Schnider? whispered Flora. Did she put on the tea so when the liquid was spilt, some of it touched the skin of the man and poisoned him? In that case, she had drunk an anti-poison earlier. What do you think?Claude said nothing. He was thinking about the craziest scenario ever:- Flora, ask the doctor and Vlad to take the corpse away
Flora woke up the next morning to the sound of knocking on her chamber door.“Yes?!” She asked“Are you decent?”“A moment please.”Flora jumped off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She knew the voice owner: That was the voice of Mr. Wolfgang! Flora changed her clothes and did her hair then she stood up in the middle of the chamber, head high, straight posture, and severe facial expression:“Please, come in.”Wolfgang came into the room and smirked looking at Flora: She tried to appear solemn and severe but the excitement in her eyes failed her:“How was your night, young lady?”“Cozy, thank you. How have you been, sir?”“You can call me Father. Or don’t. That silly son of mine shall marry you first.”Flora got as red as a cherry and she looked down shyly. He knew she was emotionally entangled with his adopted son! “Calm down Flora. Don’t mess it up this time.” She whispered to herself.“Mr. Wolfgang.” She said to him, “I want to talk with you.”“Here I am.”“First,
“Are you happy?” said Mielle. Cassius barely added a word after Claude left him and Mielle. He asked her to give him her seal and gun if she had any. Mielle took off the necklace she kept under her clothes. That necklace had a seal on it: The seal of a thorny rose. With that seal, Mielle has the access to the Brotherhood’s database and has the right to communicate with other members. Without a seal, she is just a hanged member who has no voice. Cassius was not afraid of her. Even if she asks for help, his position as enforcer will prevent her from getting any. Plus, he knew she didn’t want help. Mielle was far too proud to not accept the consequences of her free actions. But he respected the protocol. From the moment she is considered a sinner, to the moment she accepts redemption, Mielle shall stay isolated from the rest of the brotherhood to not spread her sins among them. It was ridiculous, but it was the law that protected this brotherhood for centuries. Mielle gave him her gu
Mielle, the witty coffee shop owner, is an assassin.Cassius, the kind guy, is an enforcer.The enforcer’s job in the Round Table was not complicated. He has to keep order. Every member of the secret society should respect his place, his mates, and the law. And Mielle just broke all of it. Cassius was an enforcer linked to Claude, and Mielle was the assassin linked to Claude. Claude was a knight. Which is a very advanced position. To each knight, the Round Table attributes a functional unit. In the unit, there is an assassin who shall enforce the knight’s orders outside the brotherhood. The Round Table attributes every knight an enforcer in charge of keeping order and punishing those going berserk, even if they were the knight himself.Mille acted without her master’s consent two times. The first time was on the Orient Express where she killed a mafia man: Mr. Fortnight, to avenge her family. The second was in the peace masquerade where she poisoned a guest: Mrs. Ilnero gives her fri
Roxanna was aware of the situation. The moment Cassius told her Claude was waiting for her. She nodded and spared herself successfully from the police. She walked into the study where Claude was smoking and greeted him:- I pay my respect to the glorious silver knight.- Welcome Miss La Rosa. Do me the honor of sharing a discussion.It was a bit dark inside. The smoke made the air thick and gloomy. Roxanna knew that Claude was angry. With his dominant posture and cruel face, he looked quite the dangerous. Claude sat in front of Roxanna and offered her a cigarette. She accepted it and smoked as well. Claude sighed and asked her, with a dry tone:- Long story short, are you the one who did it?- Would you punish the one who did it?- No. I want a painful death for that witch. Yet, choosing this time is just irrational.- It was not me Mr. Knightly. If it was me, I would admit it with no fear.- In that case, do you know who did it?- No, no one told me about something like that happeni
Flora felt nausea. What has she done?! Claude will kill her for this! He will damn kill her!Once they heard Bianca’s scream, Flora was about to run into the building and head to the ballroom, when Vlad caught her hand:“Stay here, I will go to enquire.”“Yes.”The moment Vlad disappeared, Ludovic appeared as if he was waiting for her to be alone. “So? Shall we go?”“What have you done?!”“Nothing. But it is a good occasion to run without Jack and Claude noticing us.”“No, I can’t! I didn’t tell Claude yet that I am going with you! I can’t just disappear again! That would be cruel and disrespectful!”Ludovic grabbed the woman’s arm and growled: “Do you want to meet Wolfgang or not?”“But…”“Yes or No?! Make a choice!”“Yes.”“Then let’s go. We have no time left. Soon the two men will get aware of your disappearance.”Ludovic took Flora to his car and ordered his men to act as secretly as possible. And so, when everyone was swallowing the shock of the unpredictable incident, Ludovic
Bianca screamed as her mother collapsed in the ballroom: “Mother! Mother! Wake up!!!”A line of black thick blood was coming out of the mouth of the unconscious woman. “Poison!” cried a lady “She is poisoned!”Claude came to the ballroom with Jack as soon as they heard the screaming:“Is that your doing?” Claude asked Jack the moment they got to the door.“No. Yours?”“No.”“Who then?”They didn’t need that answer for the moment. Instead, they approached the victim:“What the f*ck is this?” said Jack as he knelt beside the collapsed woman.“Oh! Mr. Black! Mother! Mother got poisoned!” responded Bianca crying.Claude ordered his men to call the police and an ambulance. But Jack said coldly as he examined the woman: “Order them to hurry and bring a doctor along. I do not think she can make it in more than an hour.”“Alright. Ladies and gentlemen, please do not leave your positions. Stay where you are until the police are here.”Inside, Claude was cursing. That was far away from being a
Flora looked around her all the time. Claude was nowhere to be seen when she needed to talk to him as soon as possible. Staying around Roxana was the best. But Flora was anxious so she excused herself and went into the hallway to look for Claude. The anxiety made Flora not pay attention to Jack who came after her. But suddenly as she walked in the long corridor, she felt a shiver. And she immediately knew what it was. She turned to look solemn and saw Jack behind her, smiling as the devil he is:- Did you miss your Daddy, babydoll?He said with a teasing smile and Flora had the desire to vomit. And she did not answer. She just kept looking at him with pride and confidence.Jack’s smile started to fade as he sensed something was different about Flora’s eyes. He saw her arrogant look thousands of times before, but this… this was something different:- Come back to your house my dear wife. Your husband and family, we are all waiting for you- Does that include your wipes and ropes?- Of
It was the time for a Valse. Cassius asked Flora to be his partner and she didn’t let him down. Cassius, as the sweet guy he is, attracted many of the ladies at the ball. First, they got disappointed seeing he had a partner. Then, they got even more disappointed to see him dancing with the ball’s queen: Flora La Candida.Cassius only smiled at Flora. No word was said for a while. He led her softly and naturally. They looked perfect dancing together. But after some time, Cassius bent on his partner and whispered:- Tell me he didn't hurt you that night Flora. Please, tell me he didn't.- He didn't- Thank goodness. Cassius sighed. Now that you are back things will get better. As his close friend, I am truly happy you are back, Flora. Claude was acting strong but inside he was burning. Can you believe Mielle herself was kind to him?- Gosh... I am sorry - Don't be. Or be. If you want to apologize, apologize to Ciel. The poor man was having a VERY hard mouth.Flora laughed. Her sweet la
Back to the present,----------Flora woke up after some minutes. Claude was still holding her tight and caressing her back. When she opened her eyes she saw him looking at her and she felt like heaven."We must go back to the ballroom, don't we?""I think we should. I'll never get enough of the shocked face of your stepmother."Flora giggled:"Neither I !""Let me help you dress then I will go and ask a maid to help you with your hair and makeup.""Gosh! I have a problem. I didn't bring anything to correct my appearance!""That's alright. In the resting room, they are keeping some brushes and makeup simple.""What a relief to be in a masquerade held by a billionaire."Claude laughed and said:"Are you aware you came to a masquerade without a mask? All of that to disturb those b*tches?""Well, in fact, I was planning on wearing a mask and meeting you privately. Then I thought: Why am I scared? Let them know I am alive. Let them burn for my happiness. I think it was worth it. I am not