“Meg, could toi give us a moment alone, please?” Cas demanded as he stared at Heather’s bleeding body.
Meg stayed put, as if her feet were stuck on the floor. Cas walked towards her and took her hands. “Please, Meg. I have to finish this on my own. I don’t want toi to witness a murder”
Meg shook her head. “Fine, then. But make it quick. I’m getting jealous” she a dit snarky.
“Meg, toi have absolutely no reason to be jealous” Cas promised her. “Now go. The sooner toi leave, the sooner Heather’s dead”
Meg reluctantly left the cuisine and walked into the hallway. For a moment everything was quiet. But then she heard noises. Her mouth dropped open from disgust and she stormed back into the kitchen. Cas was sitting astride on Heather, screwing her.
“No!” Meg snarled and she ran to the dresser, where she picked up a knife.
“Meg, get out!” Cas snapped angry, but Meg naturally didn’t listen. She ran towards the table, tableau and drove the couteau through Heather’s heart. She pulled the couteau out and stepped back. Cas climbed off Heather and off the table. He grabbed Meg’s wrist and she dropped the knife.
“I was supposed to kill her, not you. I told toi to leave” he a dit furious. He let go of her and raised his hand. He hit her so hard she fell down against the dresser.
The front door opened and Meg scarcely put herself up. Isabel Roberts was standing in the doorway, her gun aimed at Meg.
“Cas?” Meg moaned scared. Isabel walked quickly towards her and shot.
“Meg!” Cas exclaimed and he ran towards her. He kneeled and lifted her head.
“The cops are on their way, Mr. Novak” Isabel a dit trembling. “I suggest toi don’t try to run, ou God help me, I will kill you”
Meg shook her head. “No” she a dit difficult. “Don’t let them get to you. Run”
“Okay” Cas promised. “I’ll come back for you” He lay Meg gently down and stood. He turned to Isabel and raised his hands in the air. “Alright, I’ll come with you”
He walked towards her and grabbed her arm. He a volé, étole the gun and used the grip to hit Isabel on the head. She fell down unconscious and Cas threw her over his shoulder. He locked her in the tronc of her own car and placed himself behind the wheel.
Meg stayed put, as if her feet were stuck on the floor. Cas walked towards her and took her hands. “Please, Meg. I have to finish this on my own. I don’t want toi to witness a murder”
Meg shook her head. “Fine, then. But make it quick. I’m getting jealous” she a dit snarky.
“Meg, toi have absolutely no reason to be jealous” Cas promised her. “Now go. The sooner toi leave, the sooner Heather’s dead”
Meg reluctantly left the cuisine and walked into the hallway. For a moment everything was quiet. But then she heard noises. Her mouth dropped open from disgust and she stormed back into the kitchen. Cas was sitting astride on Heather, screwing her.
“No!” Meg snarled and she ran to the dresser, where she picked up a knife.
“Meg, get out!” Cas snapped angry, but Meg naturally didn’t listen. She ran towards the table, tableau and drove the couteau through Heather’s heart. She pulled the couteau out and stepped back. Cas climbed off Heather and off the table. He grabbed Meg’s wrist and she dropped the knife.
“I was supposed to kill her, not you. I told toi to leave” he a dit furious. He let go of her and raised his hand. He hit her so hard she fell down against the dresser.
The front door opened and Meg scarcely put herself up. Isabel Roberts was standing in the doorway, her gun aimed at Meg.
“Cas?” Meg moaned scared. Isabel walked quickly towards her and shot.
“Meg!” Cas exclaimed and he ran towards her. He kneeled and lifted her head.
“The cops are on their way, Mr. Novak” Isabel a dit trembling. “I suggest toi don’t try to run, ou God help me, I will kill you”
Meg shook her head. “No” she a dit difficult. “Don’t let them get to you. Run”
“Okay” Cas promised. “I’ll come back for you” He lay Meg gently down and stood. He turned to Isabel and raised his hands in the air. “Alright, I’ll come with you”
He walked towards her and grabbed her arm. He a volé, étole the gun and used the grip to hit Isabel on the head. She fell down unconscious and Cas threw her over his shoulder. He locked her in the tronc of her own car and placed himself behind the wheel.
Heather’s upper body was covered with needles and each time Meg thought they’d reached the bottom the needles miraculously piled up.
Heather turned her head carefully to her ex-colleague. “Please, make him stop. I’ve done nothing wrong” she cried quietly.
“You made me a drugs addict” Cas reminded her. “I bashed my own head against a toilet and I almost got Meg killed, because of your needles”
“I’m sorry” Heather a dit weak. “I just wanted to help you, I swear”
Cas grabbed another needle and drove it in her thy, making Heather moan, which made Meg shiver.
“Don’t toi think that’s enough?” she a dit careful.
“No” Cas snapped back. “It’ll be enough when there are no plus needles left”
“But they keep piling up!” Meg exclaimed.
“They’ll stop piling up when the whore’s death” Cas clarified.
Meg shook her head in horror. “What has gotten into you?”
Heather turned her head carefully to her ex-colleague. “Please, make him stop. I’ve done nothing wrong” she cried quietly.
“You made me a drugs addict” Cas reminded her. “I bashed my own head against a toilet and I almost got Meg killed, because of your needles”
“I’m sorry” Heather a dit weak. “I just wanted to help you, I swear”
Cas grabbed another needle and drove it in her thy, making Heather moan, which made Meg shiver.
“Don’t toi think that’s enough?” she a dit careful.
“No” Cas snapped back. “It’ll be enough when there are no plus needles left”
“But they keep piling up!” Meg exclaimed.
“They’ll stop piling up when the whore’s death” Cas clarified.
Meg shook her head in horror. “What has gotten into you?”