[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Josh]

Allen Bradley, Marguerite Sinclair
A Pair of Mortals
Sinclair Mansion
 

  "Well enough of this. Too much shop. Lets get some more drink inside us shall we?" she almost pulls Bradley from the room, rescuing him from Fresserei. "I think I deserve a break from Melcom PR don't you Mr Bradley?"  The grateful smile in Bradley's eyes said everything that couldn't be said in polite company about his feelings regarding Mr. Fresserei.
  
They strolled through the party, casually chatting with the other guests and mutual acquaintances about nothing in particular, a light apertief of conversation after the rather gristly run-in with Melcom's PR man.  He enjoyed himself, but his thoughts kept returning to his late wife and memories of how they would work their way through a party together exactly as he and Marguerite were doing right now.
   
  Eventually, they made their way across the main room and stood near the foot of the grand stair, giving them a quiet spot for their conversation, yet in well enough of view of the room so that Marguerite could continue her role as hostess.  A coldly calculated position giving them the maximum amount of privacy they could expect for a minimum amount of impropriety.
   
  "It looks like the storybooks are wrong," Bradly said, eyeing the alcove where Fresserei still held Marguerite's friends conversationally hostage.  "Sometimes it's the lady who must rescue a knight."
  
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