Cas examined the rectangle he had found on the floor of his cell. There had been a note on it. ‘A present from Meg. Use it when anda need me’
A strange warmth filled Cas’ jantung as he read the note over and over again as if it were a cinta letter. Somewhere behind all that tough akting Meg cared for him. He knew that now and when he got out he would find her and convince her to give him another chance. He wouldn’t be so needy anymore, he wouldn’t…chase her like a lost puppy.
“I’m starting to think someone wrote a novel on that small piece of paper” a British voice said.
Cas looked up and saw Crowley. “What are anda doing here?” he asked pahit and shaking.
“In all honesty?” Crowley asked with raised eyebrows. “I’m just here to make fun of you. I won, anda know. If anda stay here, your life’s basically over. And if anda leave I’ll have anda executed. I never realized how useful women were until I met your pretty ex-wife”
“What?” Cas asked confused.
“I met a woman. She told me she was in cinta with you, but anda left her and now she wants revenge. She seemed a little sociopathic” Crowley berkata cheerful.
Cas swallowed, Crowley laughed.
“Now, there’s something to think about” Crowley said, before vanishing.