Lifts and Strangles

She advanced, fastening her claws securely around his neck: she lifted his worthless body and, suddenly, a shattered pocket watch fell out of his pocket; the watch's hands stopped dead at a quarter past five. "This was all we found", he croaked.

She caught her quarry's gaze in hers, his body shaking as she choked the life from him: his face was white as snow but, for some reason, there was no fear in his eyes; realization washed down the length of her serpentine body: Cassiopeia sneered. "Charlatan", she muttered, venom dripping from the words. "You force me to relive the moment I lost my father for your own sick pleasure?"