[center][h1][color=a2d39c]Gerard Connolly[/color][/h1]
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[hr] [color=a2d39c]Location:[/color]  Green Park
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	Gerard was expected to wait in the carriage while he would have left Emma go in the hospital, then she gave him this look, a cold, chilling stare only he would've seen in Mrs Wyndham. He braced himself by instinct, that stare could've meant something unwelcoming but instead, the irishman found relief in her request. He'll gladly take away Millicent away from this place, and sooner hopefully back in the countryside. He want nothing else but what is best for her.

	As they made their way into the building, Gerard gawkily looked around while he followed Emma like a child with his mother. He had never set foot in a hospital before, as most of his life living far away from cities. That and he doesn't have the status and money to visit one. It was not like he had expected what it would be like inside nor how it smelled like. Blood, antiseptics, musty linens and desolation altogether.
 
	They head their way towards the second floor, Gerard trying to catch up on Emma as she paced towards the room where her mother was staying. Millie wasnt there. Gerard was surprised at what he heard from both women's exchange, and at the mention of Rutherford, Gerard felt like he was gutted. His eyes looked towards the two woman as they exchanged scolding comments about Millicent, every hurtful word rang in his ears. It wasn't fair for them to say such things, having the urge to say something he held on, until the soothing tune inside his head had gone deaf. 

	[color=a2d39c]"Enough!"[/color] Gerard yelled out, just enough to have them stop from their conversation. The look on his face hinted his own shock at what he just did, but he truly had enough of it. It took him years to build up that courage, to finally speak his mind and defend Millie even though she's not here. He has no idea what kind of wrath he just unleashed on himself, although frankly at this point he doesn't care anymore. 

	[color=a2d39c]"Y-you truly don't know Ms Millie, the both of you."[/color] He was fumbling his words, eyes fixed to the floor, not daring to look up at all cost. [color=a2d39c]"It's not fair of you to judge her like that."[/color] Trying to catch his breath, he finally looked up to the two women. [color=a2d39c]" Can't you see what she just gone through? She's in deep trouble and all you do is...is"[/color] Under her tense nervousness, he battled to catch up his words [color=a2d39c]"degrade and discredit her in every good thing she does. Ms Millie is never selfish. But I know that the both of you are."[/color] He felt a sudden wave of relief. Yet he knew he had just taken a huge, irreversible risk for voicing that out. Neither of them had any regard for Millie, she deserved to be defended and fought for, finally he had that courage to do so.

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[center][h1][color=f6989d]Frances Warwick[/color][/h1]
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[hr] [color=f6989d]Location:[/color]  The Glimmeric;
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	After had almost took quite a while, Thomas, in his quick feet came running towards them, bearing news that the constable will be on his way. In the meantime, they were asked to move the body out of the road which was a sound idea. A body blatantly displayed near the establishment would have put a bad impression on business, as if the gossips surrounding them, the madame wasn't already enough. It's a discussion under hushed tones by the newcomers, the wary and the adventurous that the madame has a hidden chamber inside her boudoir. Not that it was some dark secret worth hiding, nor she had somebody killed in there [i]yet [/i]but that didn't stop people from suspiciously whispering amongst themselves. If you ask her this was a good enough warning for the men who misbehave, everything done with pure and blunt professionalism. Primarily. 
	
	The madame raised a brow at the boy's mention of the murders at the docks. As far as she knows it wasn't uncommon as well for murders to occur in that area of the strand, but piles, dozens of dead bodies all in one single location? Somebody over there must have been having the time of their life, she thought. And this both intrigued, and worried her. Looking over to the dead Lord Galloway, she wondered if he was somewhat related, or probably even be one of the victims of the bloodbath. 

	As they prepared to scoop up the body off the street, Frances returned him a grateful nod at Michaels offer. [color=f6989d]"How thoughtful of you Michael. The girls will definitely appreciate it."[/color] She gave him a polite smile. [color=f6989d] "I will have Benny stop by your shop. In the mean time I should be attending to the girls. This incident has indeed worried us all. Although do inform me of the constable's arrival." [/color] She gave him a slight nod before heading her way back to the Glimmeric.

	As she entered the girls were settled down on the tables, their eyes lingered on her with odd silence as if expecting her to answer their growing curiosities of the recent happening. Frances had nothing to say other than there's yet any exact information as to what happened to Galloway, and that the constable would be taking awhile to attend to it. [color=f6989d]"Apparently there has been a massacre at the docks. A dozen people killed, from what the boy had informed us."[/color] Their eyes widened in disbelief, then muttered among themselves. "Oh dear Lord. Are you sure?" One of the older girls comment. "Could that boy Thomas be just foolin ya? He can be a bit of a rascal, you know."

	Frances herself couldnt believe it. The fact that someone would openly kill a dozen people in a public place, seems pretty reckless. Or move there if they had been killed some place else. It would be very surprising if the murderer has yet to be caught. [color=f6989d]"I do not believe he is, Ruby."[/color] Their curious whispering had turned into worrying. [color=f6989d]" This matter is very troubling, I know. Until it is resolved however, no one is to leave the house for what ever reason. Tonight I want all businesses to be conducted inside, that means there will be no outside appointments, decline it if you must. We can't afford having one of you get in danger. Is that clear? "[/color] The girls respond in slow nods.  Frances heaved a heavy sigh, this would indeed affect the business' income for a while but the lives of these girls are more important.