Further Adventures of Henri AugusteMature

The corpse of a Bavarian assassin, half-rotted, was once found clutching a note marked 'H. A.'. It read: “Dear friend, I greatly appreciate the gift you delivered to me via my wine glass- The guest who tasted it for me was a tiresome sort indeed. Regretfully, both the dose’s accuracy and your delivery left much to be desired. First! Brusqueness, not stealth- is key; second, place yourself between a Frenchman and his wine at your peril, third; properly prepared, your drug need not be imbibed, it can be absorbed in the skin; passed by wind, or perhaps a soiled letter..."

The End

37 comments about this story Feed