She was very pretty, but her eyes were vacant, and her face was expressionless.
She was wearing an ill-fitting school uniform, sitting on a small stool doing woodwork.
'A little girl, doing woodwork?'
'How interesting.'
The album contained two photos. The second was of two people together.
It was a photo of her and Jared Miles.
She wore a small, red, embroidered cotton jacket and a hat with a pom-pom. She was holding hands with Jared Miles, walking down a festive and bustling street.
Jared Miles was holding a skewer of candied fruit, seemingly in the middle of feeding it to her.
The two of them looked so happy.
Their happiness was almost blinding.
Elias Lennox closed the album and shoved it back into the drawer, his face devoid of expression.
"Mr. Centipede, what's next?"
Centipede glanced at the time and said in a low voice, "Young Master, you have two more matches in the ring."
"Alright."
Elias Lennox got to his feet and headed for the bathroom.
