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"Is he breathing?"

"Yes, barely."

"Any identification?"

"His face looks like its been beaten to a pulp."

"Try and wipe the blood off."

"O…K." The younger man leaned forward, gingerly holding a clean handkerchief to the battered face. As he did so, he noticed a flash of gold in the man's hand. "Hey! He's wearing and holding the ring!"


He'd been standing there. Looking ahead. She'd made him promise not to turn round, not to look at her before she came to his side.

"Oh, come on, why can't I?" he'd asked, teasingly.

"Because its bad luck, Arthur, you know that!" Ariadne had pouted. "I don't want this marriage to be jinxed!"

Arthur had kissed her. "If that's what you want, Ari, I'll do it."

She twisted her engagement ring on her finger. "Arthur…"

"Yes, honey?"

"Will they-"

"You don't need to worry about them." He'd spoken brusquely. "We don't need to. They're never coming back."

"Are you sure?" She'd asked, timidly. "I mean – what happened…"

"What happened was very simple. I fell in love, with you. If they can't handle it, its not our problem, and I don't intend to make it mine."

She opened her mouth to protest, but he silenced her with a kiss.


"What can you see?"

"Um…I'd say late twenties. Possibly early thirties."

"Any papers? Driving licence? ID?"

"Nothing."

"He was the bridegroom."

"How do you know?"

"The way he's clutching the ring." The older man looked exasperated. "And the fact he's wearing one. They did it before he could put her ring on."

"Where's the bride?"

"Gone." The other man shook his head. "No sign of her. And he-" he gestured to Arthur – is the only member of the wedding party left."

"They killed them all?"

"Either they killed them, or they ran."

The younger man shrugged. "Psychopaths. Killing people on their wedding day-"

"He's not dead," his partner said, brusquely, "but there's no response."

"Let's hope he doesn't wake up," the younger man commented, flicking through his notebook.

"That's pretty heartless."

He shrugged. "Well, you come to get married, and get gunned down…would you want to wake up?"

"I want him to wake up."

"Why?"

"Because the people who did this…are people he knows.