Monte-Carlo: Windows

A Story by Abishai100

An adaptation of Rene Clement's neo-classical crime-thriller about the traveling 'misadventurous' human-psyche 'tied' with the general darkness of a man's watch.

A 'bright' adaptation of the 'classic' and 'dark' French crime-thriller Purple Noon (Alain Delon), which I hope you like,

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The 'talented Mr. Satan' had become something of a swindler and pocket-man of intelligence-undergrounds in Europe and was (now) in Monte-Carlo hunting for a 'famous' art-sketch of a 'famous' video-game avatar-warrior princess (Mortal Kombat) sold to an aristocratic 'hip' couple by the blood-diamond baron Goldfinger, who'd drawn 'much' social-media commentary concerning the society-fingers of modern capitalism-race chess (wow).

AMLAN SATAN: "Living-out of this Monte-Carlo apartment with a breath-view of the sky/outdoors gives me that private-room meditation 'examination' of my blueprints for this work, and my targeted 'fresh' Euro-couple (Danica/Carlo) can offer me a 'sense' of residence-based 'chess' work in this modern game of intrigue...and perhaps 'workshop' design (hmm)."

He'd found the right-couple indeed, this Amlan Satan of Monte-Carlo 'windows' chess, the lovely/hip/wealthy Danica and Carlo who'd been living off Carlo's parents' money in Europe and purchased that cyber-game culture underground-hip art-sketch (Mortal Kombat) from the ruthless blood-diamond baron (Goldfinger) who'd laced gem-motions/securities for an 'insurance-veil' linking social-media 'pockets' of living/consumerism wording (for the Ego).

AMLAN SATAN: "First, I'll seduce Danica (with absinthe!) and then poison Carlo with a drink and replace the art-sketch in their yuppie art-studio room with my 'crafted' replica (ha) and then make-off with an anonymous social-media 'handshake' antihero-commentary about the 'danger(s)' of blending with conflict-zone gem mining barons/investors to cast consumer-investments as a 'side-method' for entering the 'dragon-side' of readings (perhaps even drawing an Interpol-relation inquiry!)."

The plan seemed darkly perfect, except for that horrid fact (now) that 'Prince Satan' had become infatuated with Danica and decided to propose an 'escape-plan' with him to Brussels (Belgium) and after he disposed of Carlo during the art-swap/raid in their 'lush' Monte-Carlo 'windows' residence for a Euro-game, he was shocked to discover that Danica (really) did love her (now) 'fallen' beau (Carlo) and had to flee from Monte-Carlo with due-diligence (after making his 'Interpol-relation social-media insurance-word posts/deposits). Danica called the police inspector of Monte-Carlo (Clement), despite being somewhat 'blushing' about the gifted-craft gem-cufflinks Satan left-behind (for her 'world').

CLEMENT: Do you 'doubt' these 'presents' contain blood-diamonds, Danica?
DANICA: Uncertain, Inspector; I do 'doubt' this talented Mr. Satan is Interpol.

AMLAN SATAN: "I'll gift the gun I used to dispose of the blood-diamond 'society' hipster (Carlo) who, rather bettered me with his 'won' affection(s) of that lovely 'damsel' of Monte-Carlo (Danica) to an art-museum in Zurich, perhaps to create some social-media 'street-rumor' concerning the danger(s) of working 'inside' that nasty universe of gem-insurance whites/riches (for the Ego)."

Despite the fact that our 'talented Mr. Satan' (successfully) managed to sell that original 'authentic' cyber-game media art-sketch which he 'swapped' from Danica/Carlo in Monte-Carlo, in the art-underground of Brussels-sprout examinations for 'capitalism nutrition' (now), the trail he left-behind was sufficiently worded for Inspector Clement to lead a 'real' Interpol-relation 'worker' to some underground art-market weakness tied with blood-diamond games in Euro-marketing. Satan vanished, but Clement swore if he ever returned to Monte-Carlo for 'extra credit windows' wish-crafting, he'd demand a word-line about the weakness quality of watches for that warrior-princess art rhyme (for the Ego).