บท 49: Leaving New York

December 22nd, 881, in the Desbrosses Street Ferry Station. It was six o'clock in the morning and the morning breeze coupled with the approaching winter season made the air so frigid that Jonathan and Poul had to wear thick trench coats and gloves to protect themselves from the cold.

It was not only them that were leaving New York. Amelia and Caroline were also in the ferry station, talking to one another from a distance that the young industrialist duo couldn't hear.

"What do you think they are talking about?" Jonathan asked, leaning towards Poul who was rubbing his hand together, and clambering it up on his face. 

"It's obvious. She wants Amelia to look over us, tell what's happening in our headquarters, and report her findings," Poul said. 

"And you are not concerned about it?"