The Department of Hate - A Love Story by Anthony O'connor Read Free Book Online

even want to? Sure enough Marianne didn’t come back again. Cassandra though was altogether different.  She had no idea what she was doing and was quite clumsy but Adrienne could sense in her an underlying drive, determination and ferocity that was almost frightening.  Cassandra kept coming back, they became friends. After only a month she went with Cassandra and Marianne on a trip to Europe including a rather strange stopover in Amsterdam. Not long after that she and Cassandra moved in together. Almost a year ago now! It had all passed so quickly.  And how could she forget their experiences together at Madame Zelda’s House of Pain. That was something else. She finally made it to her building, made her way up the elevator and on into her apartment slamming the door behind her.  She poured a glass of wine and sank onto her couch – closing her eyes, feeling very sad.
     
    She jumped up when she heard a sound just in front of her, and dropped into a combat stance.  Standing in the middle of the room there was a short ugly gnome like man with a permanent sneer plastered across his face.  He was between her and the door. She had no idea where he had come from or how he had got in. He leered at her
    “Hi’ya sweet cheeks. How about a blow job?”   She was simply astonished, replying only
    “What?”   The gnome continued to leer at her
    “Oh come on, you might even enjoy it, I know I will.” Coming to her senses she stared back at him harshly
    “Fuck off you little turd!” The gnome was not surprised by this. With an evil smile he continued
    “Ah, playing hard to get, I like that .” She lowered further into her fighting stance, centring herself, getting ready to fight.  But the gnome closed in on her with supernatural speed, punching her hard in the stomach.  As she doubled over he smashed her in the side of her head with his closed fist, knocking her to the ground.  He jumped on top of her and started repeatedly bashing her on one side of her head and then the other.  Barely conscious she tried to struggle as much as she could, but he was impossibly strong and he just kept smashing into her again and again. Even when she was unconscious the gnome kept hitting her. He enjoyed it. This continued for some time. Finally the gnome went into the kitchen and returned with a large carving knife. He killed her by cutting her throat with it.
     
    Standing up, he threw away the knife and wiped the blood off his shirt. He stared down at her, saying out loud
    “We can’t have you going off to London after our girl. And you would have.” After that he looked around anxiously. Normally they weren’t allowed to intervene so directly. He waited.  But nothing happened.  The gnome gloated, saying to himself
    “Well, the master is right as always, no-one is watching any more. The old rules no longer apply .” He jumped up and out through the closed window – passing through the glass without breaking it, mumbling to himself
    “So much to do, so little time.”

Chapter 5 – The Great Hall
     
     
    Jarrod and Cassandra were waiting for Abaddon when he returned. They'd tried to sleep through the day but without success. They were still wearing the same clothes that they wore on the train. Cassandra was wearing jeans and a light blue blouse, Jarrod was wearing pants and a casual grey shirt.  Abaddon looked at them uncertainly. He was holding something over his arm.
    “My Lord, you can't go like that.”  Jarrod looked back at him impatiently
    “What do you mean?” Abaddon was clearly hesitant, but eventually he said
    “Well my Lord, you wouldn’t normally .” Jarrod didn’t care much but asked anyway
    “So what do you suggest?” Abaddon showed him the suit he'd brought with him – plain black, elegant but not ostentatious.
    "This is similar to what you have already my lord, but yours wont fit you yet." Jarrod grimaced
    "Yet!" Abaddon suggested that they follow him into one of the bedrooms. Opening a