Chapter 78: LYON

I watched in something approaching horror at the scene that played out before my eyes. I could be watching a movie; it was so surreal. Lions eating people isn’t something you see every day outside of a TV screen. When they were done, they just stopped as if being controlled and laid on the deck.

It was only then that I noticed the collars around their necks that were now blinking red. Someone was obviously controlling something. A figure covered in black from head to toe appeared and steered the boat further out to sea, and then the screen went dark.

“See, Uncle Hank, I told you, it’s like playing chess.” Her voice came through the speakers reminding me that she was there. I’ve been playing chess for years, and not once did I ever see anything like that.

“Lucretia Borgia, where did you get maneaters from?”

“I never poisoned any… um. I had help….”

“Hold it, who did you poison?”

“I never said I did.” It’s getting harder to navigate around her without crushing her spirit or curtailing her