The Express Parcel delivery man pulls up to the gates of the large sea-side estate slowly, waiting for the signal. Three flashes of the light from a high window, and he is in, supposedly to deliver live food for Madame Rose's pet snakes. The large wheeled crate is made of strong wood punched with airholes too small to see through, and lined with padding to make sure the "merchandise" is not bruised in transit.

When the butler lets him in and directs him towards Madam Rose's suite in the grand Mar del Sadico estate, second floor eastern wing, he wheels the quilted birdcage onto the elevator smoothly. Wasting no time, knowing the Marquis' cameras trained on the captured bride's suite will be diverted exactly five minutes, he maneuvers around to the western wing and pushes slowly towards the end of the hall, careful not to make any noise. Or any that could be heard above the general din, for as he passes each door he hears a different sound, some he's never heard before - w...

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