Fanfic50 #23: solution.

Johanna never planned to become a murderer. But she shot Fogg without hesitation.

She also never planned to see how vile men are, or how terrible solitude is when surrounded by people, by shrieking victims of insanity that can't hear anyone but themselves.

She never planned to know how easy it is to inflict pain.

Anthony loves her, but he's afraid. When she polishes Todd's razors – her razors now – he says to put them away. He says there will be no further murders: with both Turpin and Todd dead, they're safe.

They're happy.

She keeps polishing. She must be ready.

A/N: Reviews are to my writing soul what oxygen is to the average human.