A Proposition

One and a half hours

It took them only 90 minutes to circumvent the new security within the catacombs, mercenaries and all. If he had actually cared about the integrity of the facility Cane might have called them to give them an ear-bashing about their negligence and complete failure to contain their inmates, but it was his day off and he had been the one to summon them after all

After sitting on his couch for an hour, shifting through numerous news channels and the like to see any breaking news surrounding the escape of the disturbed individuals monikered Little Red and The Windigo respectively, but thankfully no such broadcasts appeared. And had the public learned of their escape, especially Jasmins' who was a well known serial killer with over a hundred murders to her name there would have been quite the ruckus meaning that either they had left unnoticed or the CRC was covering up their escape perfectly

Now he was standing in his doorway, looking at the two girls standing in front of him, looking like excited children who had been offered candy, eyes aglow with hunger and wonder at the thought. He stood Staring at them for a moment, surprised by both how fast they had found his new address and by the lack of blood on them, not that it was a bad thing

Deciding not to back out of his decision and sighing, he moved to the side gesturing inwards with a hand, allowing them inside and hoping he wouldn't regret it

"Please, come in," he asked, politely, deciding to treat them like he would any other guest and not the endearing psychopaths they were. "Make yourselves at home"

Giving each other dirty glares before smiling widely at his words the two women rushed past him without a word and began to inspect the apartment. Still not turning around he could hear the occasional "ooh!" and "aah!" coming from them before following behind them, Cane walked out of the doorway and back into his home, only to find Jasmin in his fridge and Alice… with her head in his laundry basket?

"What are you doing" Cane queried, both confused and concerned at her new… predicament? Hobby? Fetish? "are you okay?"

Nodding into the basket to acknowledge him before returning to shoving her head amongst his dirty clothes, making Cane wish he had finished the washing before they had arrived

"*Sniiiiifff* no worries! *Sniiiiiiiiiiifffff* the ride here was just a bit *sniff* bumpy and I needed to *Sniiiiffff* focus on something" her heavy breathing was interrupting her words but he could make out her muffled words, choosing to shake his head and turn to Jasmin rather than deal with that

Only to find her delving through his freezer searching for something before yelling to him across the room, still searching "Darrrrling! Where do you store your blood?!" her tone reminding him of a girlfriend asking for the location of the food or snacks

"My blood?'' Cane repeated back to her confused

"Yes!" she answered, turning her head to him grinning "don't tell me you didn't prepare refreshments for us! After dragging us all the way here!?" she whined in a fake hurt and shocked tone, clearly trying to get at something

Sigh

"If it's really necessary… I still have my bloody shirt from the attack, I was going to use it for forensics but…"

He didn't get to finish as Jasmin had already rushed over to him, taking both his hands, his arm thankfully no longer required a sling, but it was still tender, which thankfully Jasmin as an ex-surgeon knew as she gently brought his hands to her bosom, giving him eyes filled with hunger and obsession

"where?" her voice filled with something that sounded both alluring and potentially lethal

"Back freezer, two rooms down" he answered instantly, admittedly intimidated by her attitude, before releasing a breath as she sped off into the backroom and turning to Alice, whose loud breathing had yet to stop

Sigh

*****

Five minutes later they had finally all settled down, Cane was sitting on his lounge, Alice was sitting on his kitchen bench, with her eyes a gentle blue and a gentle smile on her face as she stared at him longingly. Jasmin was now occupying his other couch, laying on her side holding his blood-stained shirt to her chest like a mother would her child, it would have been adorable if not for the light blush on her cheeks and the occasional sneaky licks she gave the shirt when she thought he wasn't looking

Finally, ready Cane took a deep breath and began to speak

"Now on to business" he began "As it stands we have built ourselves a rather complex and bloody love triangle," he said gesturing between himself and the two girls, instantly gaining their attention and causing them to glare at each other, letting some killing intent leak, proving his point

"It doesn't need to stay a triangle" Jasmin whispered hatefully, her now predatory eyes glaring at the other woman, as she sat up straight

"My thoUghts eXactly" stated Alice her eyes flickering red for a moment

Before they could continue however Cane coughed, clearing his throat, to regain their attention

"now under normal, there are two endings for a love triangle, either all three people go different ways or one person gets left out" as he finished that statement he felt the air grow heavier, looking up from his monologue he saw Jasmin was now glaring at him, her eyes filled with a level of obsession that made even him feel some fear, Alice was doing the same, except the target of her hollow glare was Jasmin, as she began to reach for the knife holder sitting next to her on the bench

"Which is why I have a proposition" he added hurriedly, the glares only got heavier as he felt Alice look at him her eyes purple and blank

"I'd like to hire you both"