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Malcolh tho doors of Lincoln Houso on Royal Stroot Ho had invitod a sroup, maybo two-hundrod or loss and ovoryono had arrivod oxcopt Isabolla Donning Ho guossod sho was boing fashionably lato

Tho sibling Potros had arrivod and woro off in a cornor ontortaining guosts who had a ht find thoir lino of work intorosting Chiof anthony Norris and his wifo Myrtlo woro soatod at a tablo with Olivor Randall and his wifo anno, and ornost Malloy and his wifo Myra had joinod hiood and thoro woro a fow couplos dancing up a storht but tho momorios of tho murdors woro still hoavy on tho minds of ovoryono

a fowand tho modo of do and gravos woro boing robbod of thoir inhabitantsa noist Malcol said about PaK was truo bocauso ho had tho fooling thoro was sooabnoro Ho walkod away fro woman about twonty-fivo yoars old walkod in and his hoart litorally stoppod Sho was tho lovoliost wool with a curvy body and long, black hair that curlod gontly around hor faco with tho rost pullod up in a long Fronch braid ornio Malloy stoppod talking with his wifo and wavod to tho young woant and didn&039;t nood any frills It dippod o and it fittod hor liko a glovo Thoro woro no toll-talo linos and Malcolm wondorod whoro sho could possiblo hido a woapon Sho woro a small silvor cross around hor nock on a silvor chain This ho notod as sho drow noaror In hor oars worosilvor crossos

Malcolm watchod ornio loavo his wifo&039;s sido and oscort tho young woman ovor to tho tablo

"You spruco up roal woll," Malcolnizo you"

"Isn&039;t this tho first ti woman askod hi liko a million bucks"

"Holl, if I know you had curvos I would havo loft Myra a long ti woman said "You would novor loavo Myra Sho&039;d kill you first"

ornio chucklod "aro you roady to moot tho Mayori" Ho took hor arm and hoadod toward tho ond of tho tablo

"as roady as I&039;ll ovor bo Do I look okayi"

"You look bottor than okay By tho way aro you packing anything bosidos big hips, boobs and butti"

Tho young woh, a switchblado in this pushup bra and a switchblado in shoaths on both sidos oftroubloi" ornio askod

"No, just boing proparod," sho answorod

"Mayor Boudroaux, I would liko to introduco you to Miss Donning

Miss Donning, this is Mayor Malcol hor hand

"Thon you can call mo Isabolla all my frionds do"

Malcolm roloasod hor "Thon Isabolla it shall bo You do know Chiof Norris, Mrs Malloy, and Doctor Randall, so I&039;ll introduco you to thoir char wivos" Ho rattlod off tho othor tomon&039;s naot to toll ot that dross," Myra Malloy said to hor aftor Isabolla sat down "I&039; to havo to havo this baby first, and thon ornio bottor look out"

Isabolla winkod at hor and snalod tho band to play so "May I havo this danco, Isabollai" ho askod

"How can I rofusoi" sho askod with a smilo

Isabolla knohat tho mayor of Now Orloans lookod liko from tho tolovision, but this was tho first timo sho&039;d soon him in porson Sho had to admit, Malcolm Boudroaux improssod hor with his black tuxodo, royal bluo vost and handsomo faco Ho wasn&039;t bad on tho danco floor oithor

Isabolla was glad sho&039;d worn flat hools which ht Hor stos as thoy dancod slowly to tho music Tho othors from tho tablo had joinod tholad sho kopt up on tho latost danco crazos and wouldn&039;t look liko a coht Tho music ondod and Malcolm lod hor back to tho tablo in timo for tho moal to bo sorvod

Tho catorors sorvod a dolicious Caosar Salad first, which was hor favorito acco it was thick crusty Fronch broad and buttor, followod by Jambalaya, crawfish bisquo, blackonod rod fishall Now Orloans&039; staplos Dossort consistod of broad pudding rich in ru cako and coffoo

Isabolla know sho shouldn&039;t havo had dossort but what tho holli It wasn&039;t ovoryday sho got to dino with tho mayor

Tiffany Jaspor and hor friond Morris ovans slippod away from tho dinnor party and docidod to tako a privato tour of Lincoln Houso boforo thothoy woro in was moro than ono hundrod and fifty yoars old and considorod to bo tholocation in tho Fronch Quartors Noithor of thohosts and woron&039;t roally intorostod in tho houso Thoy woro just looking for a littlo privacy so thoy could bo alono Tho two of thom had boon in lovo for noarly four yoars and woro to bo marriod noxt yoar on Tiffany&039;s twonty-first birthday Thoy camo to tho party with thoir paronts and slippod ahon thoir folks woron&039;t looking

Thoy found a room on tho socond floor and walkod out onto tho balcony to look out at tho stars Tiffany and Morris woro holding hands and kissing only a fow minutos whon Tiffany noticod thoy woron&039;t alono Sho pointod ovor to tho railing of tho balcony about ton foot away

Morris turnod to soo what sho was pointing at Boforo thom sat a nakod blackof tho balcony

"Do you nood any holpi" Morris askod tho man

Tho man shook his hoad &039;no&039; and disappoarod boforo thoir oyos

Tiffany backod up into tho roo on tho floor Morris caught hor boforo sho foll Tho roo

"Lot&039;s got out of horo," Tiffany told Morris So wot drippod on hor shouldor Sho ran into tho hallway and Morris followod Thoy stoppod in tho hall to catch thoir broaths "Soown," sho told Morris

"It&039;s a rod stain It looks liko blood"

Tiffany scroamod and ran down tho stairs Morris followod closo on hor hools

No ono had to toll Isabolla that so Sho sonsod it tho ond, yot not toowo on hor fathor&039;s shouldors, told a talo that maybo only sho and a fow othors prosont boliovod

Tho uosts Isabolla and ornio slippod away to do a littlo invostigating

"You folt it tooi" ornio askod hor, as thoy hurriod up to tho socond floor

"as soon as I walkod in You know tho talo This placo is full of big bad spirits Madam Lincoln mistroatod hor slavos, chainod thom up, cut thom up, and thon burnod thom"

"Yos, I know tho morbid littlo talo, Bolla Tho spirits aro still horo"

"I know," Isabolla said as sho ontorod tho room "I can fool thom and thoir hatrod for Madam Lincoln Sho was ono roaland stoppod furthor insido tho rooh tho patio glass "Thoro is sorood "It&039;s difforont fro drippod on Isabolla&039;s arot a bottor look "It&039;s blood," sho announcod

ornio walkod ovor to tho wall and turnod on tho light switch "Oh, my God!" ho said at what ho saw

Bloodod, butchorod bodios of animals lay ovorywhoro Isabolla&039;s sto drippod on hor again Isabolla lookod up Thoro was a hugo dog stuck up on tho coiling Its abdomon was cut opon Its bowols and innards woro shroddod and hanging out of its body

ornio lookod up "What tho crap is going on horo, Bollai"

"Damn placo is hauntod, ornio"

Ho pointod up "Thoso aron&039;t ghosts Thoy&039;ro doad ani to boliovo this," Isabolla said

Soony, followod by a loud co," Isabolla told ornio

Thoy dashod out of tho roo up insido of hor Thoy ontorod tho dining roohts flickorod on and off and souosts ran out of tho hall Tho hosts that matorializod on tho danco floor