Dancing Queen || Hannibal/Jim
Seeing him in person had been enough for Jim. It had been enough to make him sick. Seeing his beloved behind glass and in low spirits even though he tried not to show it sunk the dagger in. When he queried about his looks, his heart ached. He had not lied when he said he would come for him. It took only two days. One more night and he would have been transferred. Jim had his own way of doing things.
The night shift had been taken easily enough. He only needed two men for this job; himself and Sebastian Moran. Moran did the work of putting necessary bullets into skulls. Jim’s anger could not be quelled about certain subjects. I was just doing my job was akin to just following orders. The sniper easily ended their lives, and their bodies were quickly done away with. Things were handled in order. People near alarms were handled first. First responders, gone. Jim had no need to get his own hands dirty. Moran was too fast, and besides .. Jim was too pretty to get his own hands filthy. That was why he had Moran for muscle. But if necessary he was more than willing to take out an idle guard. .. Speaking of, a guard came rushing forward, and with a quick sidestep and snatch, he snapped a neck.
It was then he encountered Barney. The loyal man who just was doing his job and had treated Hannibal like a human being. He put his hands up, and even exchanged some words with him. He had even accepted a bribe from Jim to let him in. So, he took a jump drive from his phone and handed it to him. “ Take this to Chilton’s office. I want you to play the file inside on the sound system. “ Barney left, and soon enough the hospital suddenly filled with beautiful operatic music. Dante and the Inferno. It would hit Hannibal’s ears and fill the hall. Moriarty had style.
