Human market.

Organization of IPPI.

Chapter 4.

The next day, leaflets about the search for two dangerous criminals were scattered in every corner. A girl from outside, a human market, named Lale and a servant of the aristocrat Meybi Cullen, Fel. At least that's how everyone was presented to the public, with photographs of their faces.

"Damn, how much you can."

"Yes, they got it."

"They interfere with a peaceful and calm life in a gray city."

"Why do criminals do this?"

"If not for Edward Reinhard. This city would never have become so colorful."

"I agree."

Aristocrats, courtiers, servants. Lale and Fel were discussing absolutely everything. On all the pages of newspapers, on the news, on TV.

"What are you reading?"

The girl woke up, left the room in her pajamas, which she found in an old chest of drawers and washed. The size was just right for her. I went into the kitchen and had a cup of coffee for energy.

"News newspaper. We are on the front page."

"Already. Where did you get it? Mail is not delivered here either."

The guy only slept for a couple of hours. Got up early in the morning. He was tormented by insomnia and nightmares when he fell asleep, so he could not really sleep.

"In the morning, I went into the city and grabbed it from the mailbox."

"So, what time did you get up then?"

The girl also slept badly, but still more Fel. When she woke up, she was certainly sad because of Tony's death. But I didn't feel such pain as when they lose loved ones. Grieving like yesterday faded away. They just didn't have such strong love as they thought. At least for Lale. She didn't exist at all, only attraction and s*x.

"From 5 in the morning on my feet."

- Wow." She was surprised.

"Lale, do you spend a long time getting ready when you leave the house?" Fel asked affectionately.

"What?"

"After 2 hours, you need to go to a couple of places where the IPPI organization may be located."

It was necessary to go in the daylight, since there was a greater chance of meeting one of them. Basically, they stage attacks at night. The news always said that the attacks took place after midnight. This means that preparation begins in the morning. The logic of things can be understood.

"Then, I hurried to the bathroom. I have time."

The girl drank a little hot coffee and ran to swim, and to direct the market. Tony used to always wait for hours for his girl to get ready before leaving the apartment.

She turned on the taps, washed her slender body and head in the shower.

"I have not yet fully realized what kind of ass I ended up, but probably worse than that, nothing can be."

For today, Fel has chosen only 2 places that he wanted to bypass: 1) This is a former orphanage on the outskirts of Waverlow Street. 2) This is a cafe on the Lilovaya Grove, which is called "Bruni Donato".

“It will be pretty easy to walk around the city. The main thing is that Lale does not start to panic and betray us. The first walk through the human market can overwhelm her. I doubt that she has seen anywhere else what is in store for her."

The girl still did not have enough time and needed a little more. Although she was in a hurry as much as she could. All sorts of masks for the face and body, make-up, dry your hair, swim, drink coffee. It took 2 hours 30 minutes. For a girl, this is quite normal.

Where did she get all this, you ask? It's simple. The old tenants of the house left them all the comforts, so there were no problems with beauty. It's easier for the guy. He got ready in 1 hour and 30 minutes. Including all creams and baths. The rest of the hour, he just sat in thought and waited for Lale.

"I'm ready. Sorry, it didn't work out on time."

"All right. This is not critical. Wow."

Fel looked in her direction and was amazed at the beauty. She looked stunning from her feet, unlike yesterday. The clothes that were in the house suited her very much, just like a schoolgirl. A short black skirt, a white blouse, 2 ponytails on the sides. Everything in moderation and just a feast for the eyes.

"Am I too dressed up?"

"No, you are beautiful."

Meybi Cullen felt very bad this morning. My head ached after yesterday's alcohol consumption. After a bottle of whiskey, this is not surprising.

"Bring me some water." She screamed at the whole mansion.

And there were no servants. This woman killed everyone. Having devoured it alive, I was left alone. Therefore, this morning I had to do everything myself.

"Damn, I forgot. I killed them all. We need to buy new ones."

She got out of bed, bathed and made herself breakfast. Then she dressed up and went to the auction for new ones. For she cannot do without them. Over the past 20 years, she has lost the habit of doing everything around the house.

“And why didn't I think about it yesterday? All this Fel turned my head that I simply could not think of anything else."

Auction House, Greenwood. Working hours from 12:00 to 18:00, without breaks and weekends. Passed in 5 stages:

1) Rare decorations were played. Time 13:00.

2) They put on sale useless servants, who were rarely taken. Time 14:00.

3) Human organs were sold. Time 15:00.

4) Exclusive things, people, and organs. Very high quality. The time is 16:00.

5) We left the most expensive for last. All levels are Legendary. Only a few aristocrats could afford, sometimes from there, to buy something. Time at 17:00.

Meybi made it to the first stage. At one o'clock in the afternoon she was there. Only, she did not go to the hall, but went to the second floor to the restaurant. Because she was only interested in stage 4-5. It was from there that she gathered her previous composition.

"Cheap. Stupid aristocrats who do not know their worth, save and buy all kinds of rubbish."

"What an unusual guest we have today. Can?"

Miss Cullen was approached by the head of the Greenwood auction house, an aristocrat, Rick Lou Son. Young and promising, just like Meybi, he has a very big influence. Dressed from head to toe in black, full dress. With cute, Asian features.

"Have a seat."

"I heard what happened. Did you really fail to grab them or did you just let go? The third."

"What do you care? Do you want my servants for yourself? Second."

The numbers that are given to them are also for a reason. Each vassal has 10 aristocrats who serve directly. These people are much more powerful than ordinary people. Plus, the smaller the number, the more valuable the aristocrat is to the vassal. The countdown goes from 1 to 10.

"You know that deliberately letting go of the servants is a crime to our vassal."

"What do you mean? Do you have any proof?"

"No. Just a reminder."

"Then go away. I want to be alone."

"Good luck with your choice of servants, Miss Cullen."

This strange man left Meybi's table and left. He definitely didn’t come out of good intentions and sharpened his grudge against her.

“Damn, Rick. He's always prying his nose into his own business."

"I will definitely substitute you and throw you out of this place."

Mentally dispersed. Showing negative emotions about each other.

Meeting at the organization. There were about 15 people. As Fel had expected, their training camp takes place in the daytime. All are wearing masks. They knew each other by sight. This was so that if they were suddenly discovered, then when they tried to escape, they would not see their faces. And if caught, each of them has C 4 explosives. After an explosion, it is unrealistic to restore the face and identify the person.

"What are we going to do with the new fugitives?"

"Nothing. Let them figure it out. Now we have no resources to spend on their conversations and searches."

"We need people. They are sorely lacking."

"I understand. But if we now miss the opportunity to attack the vassal. Another one, no one knows when to introduce herself."

" That's right."

"Therefore, you have to choose. Let's have a vote."

"Raise your hands. Who is for their salvation?"

Only two of them just raised their hands and were in favor. They were in the minority, so the scales fell against Fel and Lale.

"Then it's settled. We continue to discuss the plan to attack the vassal."

In robes with hoods on his head, a former servant and a thief entered the city. Heading out in search of IPPI.

Until they got there. On the streets, Lale saw many terrible things. For example: like some aristocrats, they led their servants on a chain like dogs, or rode them.

"How cruel it is."

There was no such public humiliation anywhere. In addition, they are not allowed to say anything against them. And any disobedience, the aristocrat took out a weapon and killed in front of the others. One of such cases caught our eye.

"Babakh". Shot from a pistol.

"Ahhh, Lord…."

Lale screamed out of fear and almost revealed herself. But Fel put his hand over her mouth in time and the two of them quickly hid around the corner.

"What are you doing? We almost noticed."

"It's monstrous. He killed a man in front of passers-by. Why did no one say a word? As if it should."

"These are the laws of this city. An aristocrat who bought a servant has the right to do whatever he wants with him. Everyone knows this very well in the human market and therefore reacts calmly. Such things are quite common here. But if you throw a tantrum in front of everyone, we will be identified immediately."

"I'm sorry, but it's hard. Do not react to what is happening. It's just inhuman to treat people like that as a consumable."

"I understand, but we can't survive that way."

Lale calmed her nerves and put them in order. First of all, they need to think about their lives and not about others.

"I realized. I promise to keep myself together."

"Hope so. Let's go on."

They went through 2 places, but in none of them did they find what they were looking for. First, in the cafe. We spent half an hour at the table, but found nothing of the kind. Then we went out and went to the second, but it was also empty.

"Tts, all is unsuccessful. I was pretty sure I would meet someone here. The longer we look for them, the less chance we have to survive."

Fel was furious because of the failure.

"Tomorrow we'll look again. Do not be upset. From the fact that we will be nervous, zero sense."

“Think, as if there must be at least something in my head. Well, at least something. There was something else. Remember the brain."

Tried in my head to determine their place, servant. Running through the information as if on a hard drive.

"I remembered."

In the past, he heard a conversation while walking the streets with his mistress. 2 aristocrats were talking about an estate in the Jake Norton area. One single building was preserved before the foundation of the human market. The Riegerd and Fel family home knew where it was.

"We ran faster. I know where else we could see."

"Yes."

Why is everything simple? This is a forbidden place where no one should step. Therefore, no one appeared there. And there are very few such places on the human market.

The guys went through the fence. Bypassed the guards. She, too, stood only at the entrance and no more. Punishment for disobeying this order of the vassal. Death.

They ran and went inside. Fel's guess turned out to be correct, it was there that 15 masked people from the IPPI organization were standing. Everything gave them away. They looked almost exactly the same as in the descriptions and stories of those who saw them.

"Hi." Burst out of Lale's mouth.