The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 20The Winchester Mad Bombings Case - 20 by EfiWild
L was not exaggerating: the orphanage was a mess. The children had poured tar and feathers everywhere, and couldn't fully wash the stains. When Clara the cook saw me come in, she exclaimed:
—Thanks to god you finally return, Mr. Ruvie! It seems that only you can keep quiet these savages.
The orphans looked at me embarrassed, and helped me carry my bags to my room. When they explained the whole disaster was caused chasing our hated enemy, I told them I wouldn't punish them, as long as everything was clean before Quillsh' return; however, there was no time for anything, because at that very moment my boss arrived with the detective.
—See, Wammy-San? —L pointed—. I knocked five, because I could use only one leg, and the others ambushed me outside. To save me, I had to borrow the horse.
The accused ones ran to hide in their rooms. I approached my friend and gave him a hug.
—How are you feeling, Quillsh? I heard about the theater incident.
—That was nothi