Chapter #8Bring Us The Girl, Wipe Away The Debt by: Sly F   It was easy to imagine that in another world the offer might have gone to your biggest competitor, DeWitt, instead of you. But instead it landed in your lap at your detective agency, and not a moment too soon. Your most recent clients all paid peanuts for your services and at this rate you'd never be able to pay off your debts before some enforcers were sent to break your limbs.
That's how you ended up travelling on a rowboat with the attractive but spooky Lutece siblings, then wandering around that weird lighthouse, getting trapped in that contraption, and being fired like a missile to the floating city of Columbia.
Bring us the girl, wipe away the debt. If only you'd known then how much of a handful Elizabeth would be, how much trouble she'd make for you, you might have just stayed holed up in your office, nursing your bottle of hooch, ready to take your chances with your gambling debts.
You found yourself walking through some kind of fair or carnival.
You soon saw a cutout of a tall, shapely woman in a clingy dress, posing on her back dramatically over a giant heart with a dagger through it. A sign propped up against it invitingly offered you "Free Samples!"
The woman standing beside the cutout was shapely and inviting as well.
"Dear friend!" she shouted in a feminine, alluring voice, trying to be heard above the crowd.
She wore a white collar and a red bow around her neck. A billowy white top showed off her smooth bare shoulders. She wore a long skirt, red and white striped in the front and back and blue with white stars on the side. Her brunette hair was in an elegant bun. Her big eyes and full lips certainly didn't hurt her attempts to draw attention.
"Have you ever lost a penny to a vending machine?" she said seductively. "Has a public telephone ever refused to connect you with a beloved spouse? Well, it's time to take back control from the men of metal! With Possession, you are the master! You can bend anything, or anyone, to your will!"
She was carrying a basket filled with ornate green bottles that resembled the ad beside her. You gladly accepted your free sample.
"With just a whisper, they're all ears," the Possession hawker said, her voice now soft and more seductive than ever.
She drew the shape of a heart in the air with her fingertips, puckered her and mushy lips, and blew you a kiss with a loud "muah." You could swear you saw green vapors create a heart shape and a green haze before your very eyes. You heard a chorus of indistinct but sexy female voices whispering into your ears, giving you tingles.
You would have sworn you saw a hazy green, spectral figure of a long-haired, curvaceous woman in a tight, wispy dress, just like the ad, materialize in the hawker's place. You heard a sensual moan and a flirtatious giggle in the hawker's voice, and then the specter disappeared, leaving the young lady in its place again, swinging her hips from side to side.
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