"It's a little crowded here, don't you think?" Zach smiled and looked around, flicking the smoke that he didn't really call it with his hands, "Madison, go open the window, we have a lady here who has just lost her loved one. exist."
After the goodwill is established, it's time to make these people feel guilty. Someone's brother is dead, and this is not something you can join in the fun, even for the reason of helping.
Sires frowned and waved his hands around, "Everyone, get out."
Fresh air enters through the open window, and the turbid light becomes clear. Zach did not move, and smiled as he watched the people around him leave. What made the vampire even more helpless was that the owner of the mill, Madison, also left together! There is really a serious problem with the ideological attitude of this good employee.
Sires did not leave, but walked towards Brielle. It seemed that he had just realized that his behavior had caused trouble to her.
But Brielle just stared ahead without moving. She held a round iron can in her arms, her fingers slid along the smooth wall of the can, and she tilted her head.
Sires's frown deepened.
"I still don't know about Siris, your relationship with Briar." Zach did not go to occupy Madison's office, but walked towards the two people in the corner, pulled an iron stool and sat in front of them .
Cyrus took one of Briar's hands and held it in his hand, "We are engaged."
Zach didn't see the ring, so financial issues were the fundamental root of all this. It is natural for a vampire to guess this.
It was not appropriate to say congratulations at this time. Zach just showed a smile to express his blessing and returned to the topic, "As Madison said, we can't give your brother another funeral."
"Why not!" Sires looked at Zach, "You just carried out the cremation without our consent!"
Again, Zach shook his head, his face full of regret, "We don't need your consent." Zach raised his hand and held down Siris, who was obviously getting angry. "This is cruel. But it is the truth. . He is a prisoner, you did not send him here. We are not following your requirements, but the requirements of Barton Prison."
"What do you want to say?!" Sires glared at Zach, "Do prisoners have no rights?!"
Of course, Brielle's brother not only has it, he also enjoys these rights. He died abnormally while serving his sentence, and the prison was responsible for his death, so the prison was responsible for all his funeral. That is to say, pay. But if relatives want to find out the truth about the incident, please contact a lawyer or the police.
That's why the process is so short. Do you think that 'the best warden in Barton City' wants everyone to pursue the truth? So the sooner the better!
Zach had a lot on his mind.
He didn't want the matter to get bigger, because there was a very obvious loophole in the process - the prison did not notify, and the funeral process should be completed through communication between the prison and the family. Of course, most of the time, this communication will end in vain because no contact can be found. Object. Just like Jane Doe, it's ultimately up to the prison to handle it. But this is absolutely no reason for the prison not to try to make contact.
Zach didn't feel protective of his partner. But he was worried that Anthony would be affected. If there was a scandal in the prison, the sitting mayor would definitely be implicated. What's more, not long ago, in order to promote the cooperation between Steve and Grande, he was given the title of Best Warden.
Then it was Madison who put Zach in trouble. Honestly, it would be nothing to ask Zach to compensate for a funeral. Zach really didn't care that another pit was occupied in the North Park of the cemetery. But this can only make Madison, who is serious about running the funeral industry, even more disappointed with this boss.
Finally, there’s Matthew. This simple wolf cub has shown he cares about civilian humans, and Zach doesn't want to create an image of a vampire who abuses his abilities. We have to admit that Matthew is already a member of the Grande House.
Zach nodded slightly. "He has." Then Zach took a deep breath, "But, can I ask, why are you insisting on burial." Zach's face was full of regret, "You know, even if he is buried, he will be buried. Buried in the North Garden."
The northern circle of the tomb area is reserved for sinners. This is tradition.
Zach was not in a good mood. The man held in Briar's arms should not have been in the business scope of Grande and the prison, but because of Steve's negligence, he ended up with Zach. He became Lyon's 'person' for nothing.
Before Siris could speak, Briar looked at Zach and said in a calm and clear voice, "Why. He is a sinner and he must stay where he belongs. When he is alive, he belongs in the prison. When he dies, he belongs to the representative. The sinful north. And his soul should also go to hell." Briar looked at Zach, "That's the reason."
The vampire felt his heart skip a beat. He never expected to hear such words.
This is actually the case!
Zach controlled the corners of his mouth not to grin, his eyes not to curl up, his face to remain filled with regret and regret, and he absolutely couldn't laugh. So his face now has the look of a solid statue.
"Briel!" Sires held her hand tightly.
"What." Brielle tilted her head and looked at her fiancé calmly, "What does it matter? This is the fact, this is what we think, this is what we want, he will be tortured forever, whether he lives or dies. No, I prefer I want him to stay in jail longer so I can at least see his pain."
Brielle's face showed an expression for the first time. It was regret, well, it was another way of saying disappointment, but his voice was still calm, "Why are we wasting time here, doing this, making people think how much we have?" Sad. There's nothing this gentleman can do to help us. It's the prison's fault, they died without letting him suffer more, and that's what's sad. We should go there and talk to the warden. "
Zach wanted to say to this exceptionally clear-thinking woman, 'No, you should thank the warden. Trust him, your brother has gone to hell long ago. Although you can't see it, it is definitely more satisfying to you than prison. '
Of course, Zach wouldn't say that, and he didn't want this to continue. Attracting so much attention, Zach's first worry would be if it brought in the media.
"Brelle." Zach's eyes turned sideways, as if he was avoiding and not wanting to look at the woman in front of him. His body leaned back stiffly, "I'm sure you must be right, well, the sinner's part, the hell part."
The corners of Zach's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was saying something against his will, but out of politeness. The person who had to finish was equally embarrassed, "And, uh, the prison's fault, this part. Ah..." Zach looked at the wall aside and nodded to the air, "I think you also know, Grande The home has the only cemetery in the city of Barton. So, I guess last. Uh, this..."
Zach's eyes finally drifted back, but still did not look at Briar. Instead, they fell directly on the metal can in the woman's arms from below. "This will be handled by Grande, right." Zach Reluctantly, he stretched out his hand and said, "Why don't you just hand it over to us now. Well, what about processing it?"
"Can you put it where it belongs?" Brielle said calmly.
"I think I can." Zach's voice was already a little nervous. "It's definitely possible." Zach added.
"Thank you then."
There was a cold urn in Zach's hand hanging in the air.
The woman in sight stood up and wrapped her long black skirt around Zach. The vampire closed his eyes humanely and exhaled a long breath of relief.
After a moment, Zach's arm was grasped by a generous hand.
"I know what you are thinking!" Sires's voice was low and full of threats. His face was right in front of Zach, and his body was arched towards Zach.
Zach had a look of pain on his face. And the expression of not daring to resist.
"She's not crazy! She's not antisocial!" Cyrus glared at Zach, "You have no idea what she's been through!"
Zach seemed to be unable to bear the pain any longer and groaned, "It hurts!"
Sires realized his rudeness, and his face, which was red with excitement, trembled. He let go of Zach bitterly.
Zach held the tin can in his arms, freed one hand to rub his arm, and looked at Siris hesitantly. The show isn't over yet.
"Hug, I'm sorry." Zach leaned back unconsciously, trying to stay away from Siris, "I didn't mean to show this."
Sires wanted to say something more, but couldn't. He stared at Zach, who looked frightened, and let his chest rise and fall violently.
Zach stopped rubbing his arms, frowned, and looked up at the strong man in front of him hesitantly, "Well, I just think it's not a good thing to leave this thing with her. Well, it doesn't seem like a good thing."
Siris' thick eyebrows knitted together and he stared at Zach for a while before turning his head and looking around in an unknown place. His lips trembled due to exertion, "Whatever you say!" Siris said. Take a deep breath, "Whatever you say!"
After saying two completely repeated sentences, the man turned around and left.
"Wait, wait!" Zach stood up, stretched out his hands eagerly, and when he saw Sires turning back, he backed away with a hint of fear, "Uh... can I ask you something?"
"What!" Siris was obviously still immersed in his own emotions. You understand what it is.
"Can you not go, um, not to the prison?" Zach's voice was very low, like a timid person, "I mean, if the prison rearranges the funeral, I..."
"What about you!" Siris was angry! He rushed in front of Zach in one step, and his broad hands almost lifted Zach up! "Are you going to deal with us again?!"
Zach proved his point with a look of panic and fear.
"I will put it in the North Park of Grande!" Zach said hastily, "I will!"
The muffled groan that had been suppressed until the end and had no outlet came from the grinning lips of the man in front of him. Sires pushed Zach back hard, and Zach's body, with his coat full of wrinkles, staggered back, and he held on to the tilted chair before stopping.
"You'd better do this!" Sires pointed his finger hard at Zach and finally said this with a glare at him. He turned around again, and this time he really left.
The show is over.
Zach pouted and straightened his shirt. (..)