Chapter 37: LYON

"Mengele you're eight, now answer me, where did you hear about these people?"

"Around!" I distinctly remember erasing that email from her sister's computer and the only time I ever mentioned it to anyone was in the privacy of my office on the phone.

I was waiting for her little ass to go to sleep before Mancini broke out his equipment but I didn't know it was this bad. I don't care how smart she is, I don't want my eight year old kid knowing about this shit. I'll bench that for later, right now I was more interested in the chart she had outlined on the paper.

"Explain this to me, what's all this?" She climbed into my lap and worked the creases out of the paper. "This one on the top is the master group, they've been around the longest. These two are the main branches and these others down here are all the branches that are all over the world."

My eight year old kid had made a chart of the world's foremost underground hellfire clubs. She went on to explain how s