Slang and Krakov were sitting in their chairs looking out the window toward the ballroom when Mr. Slang saw the prince and princes entering the ballroom. “Here comes your target,” he said pointing there. “The princess?” Krakov said looking across Madness Street and seeing her and the prince entering the ballroom. “Yes.” Mr. Slang said. “I’ll admit it’s a shame. I did not want any part of it at first, but there is something about her you don’t understand,” he said looking at her. “Something that makes her death…” he said, choosing his words carefully, “necessary.” Mr. Slang looked at his watch then “You’d better get going,” he told Krakov. Krakov placed the hat Mr. Slang had provided him on his head and started for the door. “One last thing,” Mr. Slang said. “I heard you had a run-in with one of the detectives here not too long ago - an Inspector Flynn.” “I owe him a bullet.” “Well you may get your chance to repay him. He’s one of the detectives in the ballroom tonight.
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