With Impunity
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Adult ++
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7
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7,741
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4
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Part Two: Confusion
With Impunity (2/?)
by Sacara
Her pulse was low and her pupils were dilated. Not a good sign.
Lecter sighed. He thought about it briefly then lifted her up in his arms, their
wrists still linked. One sideways glance on the watch told him to hurry. His
constant companion, the FBI, would arrive soon.
Lecter put her into the car which he had hidden behind
Krendler’s house and again ventured a leap into the unknown. Only this time he
took a double risk by taking her with him. Agent Clarice Starling whose only aim
was to imprison him - to capture him.
She represented a great danger for him, and she would be
nothing but a hindrance in his attempts to escape, but with one look at her
beautiful face and fine features, he forgot about the risk he was taking.
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The Doctor was beginning to get worried. She had been
unconscious now for five days. Her physical health was actually quite good again
and the bullet wound was healing perfectly, but she didn’t wake up. Something
disturbed her. The slight bump on her head from the impact on the tiled floor
had disappeared as well.
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It was early in the morning when he entered her room. Lecter
stopped short when he saw her standing there on the balcony, the
champagne-colored dressing gown wrapped tightly around her body.
Carefully, not to frighten her, he walked over to her.
“Clarice?” he said in a low voice.
Slowly, she turned around. Her expression was blank, as if she
didn’t even remember him. Then it dawned on him.
“Clarice? Is that my name? ..... Who are you? Where am I ?
......... “
Her eyes sought desperately for answers, answers that she
wanted from him.
Oh my!
This was his chance, a chance to have her – to have her with
him!
If she didn’t know who he was, she couldn’t despise him, or
loathe him the way she did in real life. Could he do that to her? What if she
sometime regained her memory. She’d hate him even more.
He shook his head.
What was he supposed to do with this Jane Doe, his little
Clarice ... so strong once! If she saw herself right now she would scream with
disdain, because right now she looked as helpless as a little puppy longing to
crawl back into the safety of Mommy’s arms.
He couldn’t help but to chuckle.
When he didn’t reply to her questions she turned around to
breathe in the warm Californian air. He went right behind her, grasped gently
both her shoulders and turned her round.
“My darling – I’m afraid I have to tell you that you had a
terrible accident and apparently suffer from amnesia!”
“I ... but ..... who am I? Do I know you? .......... “she
stared into his violet eyes, and for a split second he thought she knew,” WHO
are you?”
end part 2
by Sacara
Her pulse was low and her pupils were dilated. Not a good sign.
Lecter sighed. He thought about it briefly then lifted her up in his arms, their
wrists still linked. One sideways glance on the watch told him to hurry. His
constant companion, the FBI, would arrive soon.
Lecter put her into the car which he had hidden behind
Krendler’s house and again ventured a leap into the unknown. Only this time he
took a double risk by taking her with him. Agent Clarice Starling whose only aim
was to imprison him - to capture him.
She represented a great danger for him, and she would be
nothing but a hindrance in his attempts to escape, but with one look at her
beautiful face and fine features, he forgot about the risk he was taking.
--------------------------------
The Doctor was beginning to get worried. She had been
unconscious now for five days. Her physical health was actually quite good again
and the bullet wound was healing perfectly, but she didn’t wake up. Something
disturbed her. The slight bump on her head from the impact on the tiled floor
had disappeared as well.
------------------
It was early in the morning when he entered her room. Lecter
stopped short when he saw her standing there on the balcony, the
champagne-colored dressing gown wrapped tightly around her body.
Carefully, not to frighten her, he walked over to her.
“Clarice?” he said in a low voice.
Slowly, she turned around. Her expression was blank, as if she
didn’t even remember him. Then it dawned on him.
“Clarice? Is that my name? ..... Who are you? Where am I ?
......... “
Her eyes sought desperately for answers, answers that she
wanted from him.
Oh my!
This was his chance, a chance to have her – to have her with
him!
If she didn’t know who he was, she couldn’t despise him, or
loathe him the way she did in real life. Could he do that to her? What if she
sometime regained her memory. She’d hate him even more.
He shook his head.
What was he supposed to do with this Jane Doe, his little
Clarice ... so strong once! If she saw herself right now she would scream with
disdain, because right now she looked as helpless as a little puppy longing to
crawl back into the safety of Mommy’s arms.
He couldn’t help but to chuckle.
When he didn’t reply to her questions she turned around to
breathe in the warm Californian air. He went right behind her, grasped gently
both her shoulders and turned her round.
“My darling – I’m afraid I have to tell you that you had a
terrible accident and apparently suffer from amnesia!”
“I ... but ..... who am I? Do I know you? .......... “she
stared into his violet eyes, and for a split second he thought she knew,” WHO
are you?”
end part 2