52 Misdeeds

It wasn't long before Arius found what he was looking for, and Zuna almost lost it when she saw him stand on his toes to reach a painting. "Are you an idiot?"

"No, I just appreciate fine art." He frowned.

"Whatever, just hurry up." Zuna rolled her eyes.

As soon as Arius got the painting down, him and Zuna ran out. It was the dinning hall, and so he knew which way the exit was.

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Maybe it was the adrenaline rush from having just jumped the fence, or perhaps the police sirens that made them hurry to get into the car with the others.

Arius got into the drivers seat, and the other people in the car, were Dante, Asrael, Zuna, and Delorah. Before Arius and Zuna hoped in, Asrael had situated himself in the passenger seat, and Dante was with Delorah in the back.

"So, where is our first stop?" Arius said as they got further away from the mansion. It was early morning.

"We can go home after we drop Delorah off at head-quarters." Asrael glanced at the painting, making no comments on it.

"But I'm tired! Can't we just take her with us? There is an extra room in the house..." Arius frowned, he hadn't slept at all throughout the night!

"We are going back to piper street." Asrael said with finality.

"Fine." Arius sighed. "Hey, when did Rana's group even have time to dispose of the guards?"

"Before we were taken into those cells, I assume."

"Then wouldn't Alfred notice that his guards weren't around? And, where were all the bodies?"

"Rana probably put a few fake guards up, and for your information... my people are top tier when it comes to hiding bodies." Asrael praised Rana, but he very rarely said anything good about the others. It was always an odd thing, since Rana didn't experience any other form of favoritism.

"Heh." Zuna's voice came from the back. "Maybe they're good at the hiding the bodies, but I sense that cleaning up isn't their specialty."

"And... what makes you say that?" Asrael was put off by her remark. "I don't remember seeing even a drop of blood on our way out of that mansion.

"Of course not. It's the stains on your clothing that tell all about your misdeeds." Zuna looked at the boy disapprovingly.

"What misdeeds? Only a few people ended up dying!"

"Whatever, man." Zuna shrugged with a smirk.

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Delorah got out of the car, and with the door still open, she said her goodbyes to Dante. "I'm going to miss you again, cutie!"

"Mhm." Dante nodded.

She sighed. "Remember to visit me."

Dante nodded again, and so Delorah stepped away and closed the car door. She waved to them as they left, and when they were out of sight she entered the place.

"Ah, mom!" Rana jogged over to the lady, she resembled her father in almost every way except for her raven black hair. "Do you think I did well?"

"No one is better than you, dear." Delorah lifted her hand to her daughters cheek and smiled sweetly.

"The witch has a gentle side? Scary!" Bertie bellowed, and in a matter of seconds her shoe had already hit him square in the face.

"Mom..." Rana couldn't do anything about her mother's violent nature.