“Claire, when toi get this, please call me back. I’m not angry with toi for taking the car without asking. I’m just really worried” Amelia said, trying to stay calm. Claire had pretended to be listening to her IPod, while those morons were questioning her about Jimmy’s whereabouts. Soon as they had left Amelia had heard the car and noticed Claire was gone.
She hung up and went to the cuisine to make some tea. When it was ready she took the thé upstairs and walked inside her bedroom.
Five minutes later the sound of breaking porcelaine was heard on the floor. Amelia opened the door, upset and in tears, and ran downstairs to get a mob.
However, when she arrived downstairs, cleaning would be the last thing on her mind. Someone had entered her house. The woman, minus Sam and Dean. She had dark hair now.
“Who are you?” Amelia asked trembling.
“Yeah, why don’t we skip the small talk and get straight to business” Meg replied cold. “Plain simple, Mrs. Novak. toi have something I want back, I have something toi want back. Let’s trade. Oh, and no police ou Claire will be demon meat. I used to be a demon, I still have connections. So, better montrer up at this address,” Meg gave her a note with the address of the motel and it’s number, “with your hubby ou even better, send him alone. toi have until midnight”
Meg turned around and left. Amelia turned around as well and looked upstairs.