Cas’ phone rang as he walked slowly towards the other two men. Without looking he picked up. “Meg”
“Where are you?” Meg asked a little hysterical. She was standing oleh the table, holding Cas’ note in her hand.
“I believe I left anda a piece of paper with my whereabouts” Cas replied.
“Yeah. Dear Meg, I have some unfinished business I have to deal with. I’ll be back tomorrow” Meg read from the note. “What unfinished business? Where are you?” she repeated a little angry.
Cas didn’t answer immediately. He had spotted his targets and caught up with them. “Do anda remember the night Dean came knocking on your door, asking anda to provide me a place to stay?” he asked through the phone, looking sharp at one of the men, without blinking.
“Yeah, that’s the night when anda were-”
“-ask Dean about the café. If anda really want to know where I am, anda should start there” he berkata and he hung up. He put his phone away and then grabbed the two men oleh their throat.
“Please…” the left one stammered hoarse and difficult. “Don’t…kill…me” he begged.
“Kill you?” Cas frowned and he looked from the left one to the right one and back. “What are anda talking about? I’m just getting started”
“Where are you?” Meg asked a little hysterical. She was standing oleh the table, holding Cas’ note in her hand.
“I believe I left anda a piece of paper with my whereabouts” Cas replied.
“Yeah. Dear Meg, I have some unfinished business I have to deal with. I’ll be back tomorrow” Meg read from the note. “What unfinished business? Where are you?” she repeated a little angry.
Cas didn’t answer immediately. He had spotted his targets and caught up with them. “Do anda remember the night Dean came knocking on your door, asking anda to provide me a place to stay?” he asked through the phone, looking sharp at one of the men, without blinking.
“Yeah, that’s the night when anda were-”
“-ask Dean about the café. If anda really want to know where I am, anda should start there” he berkata and he hung up. He put his phone away and then grabbed the two men oleh their throat.
“Please…” the left one stammered hoarse and difficult. “Don’t…kill…me” he begged.
“Kill you?” Cas frowned and he looked from the left one to the right one and back. “What are anda talking about? I’m just getting started”
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one oleh one.
He leaned against the cold, marble dinding and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one oleh one.
He leaned against the cold, marble dinding and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Gerard got halaman awal from his work. He hung his mantel on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, menulis something.
“Eh, what are anda doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m menulis a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a detik later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are anda doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m menulis a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a detik later she heard a snap.