Heather and Isabel were sitting at the kusina table, having a cup of coffee. Heather had insisted on wanting to know why exactly Isabel had been fired from the police department.
Isabel was about to reproach her cousin for her way of making money when the kampanilya rang.
“I’ll get it” Heather sinabi fast, glad she wouldn’t have to comment. She walked to the door and was slightly surprised to see Cas in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
“Yeah, sure” Heather sinabi and she stepped aside. She walked him to the kitchen. “Do you want some coffee?”
“No” Cas replied, looking straight at Isabel, who got a strange vibe.
“Eh, Heather, I have to go” she sinabi slowly, getting up from her chair. She started walking when Cas saw something shining from underneath her jacket. He raced to the drawer and pulled out a knife. He grabbed Heather’s arm and pulled her to him.
“Inspector Roberts!” he shouted.
Isabel turned around and swallowed; Cas was holding the kutsilyo against Heather’s throat.
“Give me your gun” he ordered shaking.
Isabel slowly conjured her weapon and gave it to Cas. He threw the kutsilyo in the sink and held the gun against Heather’s head.
“Sit down” he ordered.
Heather sank down on her chair.
“You too” Cas snapped to Isabel, who did the same. He turned to Heather. “Where’s your stuff?” he asked agitated.
“What?” Heather asked uncomprehending.
“The drugs you gave me. Where is it?” he snapped, waving with the gun.
“It’s gone. I got rid of it” Heather answered scared.
“You’re lying” Cas nagkomento and he walked to Isabel. He aimed the gun at her. “Where is it?” he asked threatening.
“What do you want it for? Don’t you remember what happened the last time? You’re going to kill yourself” Heather tried to reason with him.
“It’s my body!” Cas exclaimed defensive. “I can do with it whatever I want. Now, where is it?”
Heather, who had tears in her eyes, looked from Isabel to Cas. “It’s in my bedroom”
Cas left the women alone and rushed to Heather’s bedroom.
Isabel was about to reproach her cousin for her way of making money when the kampanilya rang.
“I’ll get it” Heather sinabi fast, glad she wouldn’t have to comment. She walked to the door and was slightly surprised to see Cas in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
“Yeah, sure” Heather sinabi and she stepped aside. She walked him to the kitchen. “Do you want some coffee?”
“No” Cas replied, looking straight at Isabel, who got a strange vibe.
“Eh, Heather, I have to go” she sinabi slowly, getting up from her chair. She started walking when Cas saw something shining from underneath her jacket. He raced to the drawer and pulled out a knife. He grabbed Heather’s arm and pulled her to him.
“Inspector Roberts!” he shouted.
Isabel turned around and swallowed; Cas was holding the kutsilyo against Heather’s throat.
“Give me your gun” he ordered shaking.
Isabel slowly conjured her weapon and gave it to Cas. He threw the kutsilyo in the sink and held the gun against Heather’s head.
“Sit down” he ordered.
Heather sank down on her chair.
“You too” Cas snapped to Isabel, who did the same. He turned to Heather. “Where’s your stuff?” he asked agitated.
“What?” Heather asked uncomprehending.
“The drugs you gave me. Where is it?” he snapped, waving with the gun.
“It’s gone. I got rid of it” Heather answered scared.
“You’re lying” Cas nagkomento and he walked to Isabel. He aimed the gun at her. “Where is it?” he asked threatening.
“What do you want it for? Don’t you remember what happened the last time? You’re going to kill yourself” Heather tried to reason with him.
“It’s my body!” Cas exclaimed defensive. “I can do with it whatever I want. Now, where is it?”
Heather, who had tears in her eyes, looked from Isabel to Cas. “It’s in my bedroom”
Cas left the women alone and rushed to Heather’s bedroom.
Meg read the book as if it was a detective and she wanted to know who the killer was. Daphne’s life had been a roller coaster due to her illness. But everyone knew Daphne was crazy, including Cas’ attorney. So she kept looking for something different.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
