Speak of the Devil || Hannibal + Amanda {CLOSED}
Baltimore, Maryland. The location made her feel as if she were a child walking for the first time with clumsy footsteps everywhere she went. This was not her in the element she had become accustomed to nor was it easy for her to adapt, which with how much she had traveled – she should have been used to adapting by now.
Her cheap heels echoed in her ears to the rhythm of her heartbeat as she climbed the stairs to Dr. Hannibal Lecter’s office. Inside the waiting room was comforting, as opposed to the chilly winds that were tearing through the trees outside. She hadn’t arranged for an appointment or given so much as a phone call, but she was here. The only place she could think of at the moment to start.
Knowing very little didn’t help much either. Hannibal Lecter, the psychiatrist, was enlisted in the help of the bureau with special agent Will Graham. Graham had been under his care and yet the man ended up killing the young teen he had saved and possibly being linked to other murders – which wasn’t in her filing cabinet because not much had leaked to the public.
She had purposefully arrived later in the day in hopes the place would be empty of patients, from the looks of it – it seemed so. The red head slowly walked along the waiting room, taking in the choices of décor and trying to get lost in it as she waited for the psychiatrist to walk out either to check for other patients or maybe head to his car.