“Miss Masters?”
Meg looked up and saw Doctor Spencer came her way. She scribbled up.
“Can I talk with Du for a moment?” he asked and he sounded deadly serious. Meg followed him to an empty room and he waved at a chair. Meg sat down and so did Doctor Spencer.
“We checked Mr. Novak’s blood. The sample I took last week. We couldn’t find anything” Doctor Spencer began. Meg knew there was Mehr to come, oder else he wouldn’t have taken her apart. “However, the lab has examined his blood again after he was brought in last week. And this time they found a small amount of heroin in his blood”
“What?” Meg sagte breathless.
“Miss Masters, there is a chance that it wasn’t murder” Doctor Spencer continued.
“Are Du telling me Cas did this to himself?” Meg exclaimed trembling.
“No, the drugs did it” Doctor Spencer explained. “And it wasn’t just drugs. I was in your house. There were empty medicine strips. I think it would be wise to get him some help if he wakes up”
“When he wakes up” Meg snapped at the doctor. She got up from the chair and left the room, just in time to see Heather walk to her.
“I called them. They’re on their way” she said. Meg lifted her hand and slapped her in the face. “What?...”
“How could you?” Meg asked shaking from head to toe. “Heroin? I ask Du to help him and Du give him drugs?”
“Meg, I’m sorry. Du were desperate and I really wanted to help him” Heather tried to defend herself.
“You didn’t seem so concerned when Du were screwing him” Meg shouted. “You almost killed him! If he dies, it’s on you. I’ll tell the cops what Du did”
“Please, Meg, we can talk about this” Heather begged. But Meg shook her head. “Get out. I don’t want to see Du here ever again”
Heather realized there was no room for discussion. “I’m really sorry, Meg” she sobbed, before she turned around and headed for the exit.
Meg looked up and saw Doctor Spencer came her way. She scribbled up.
“Can I talk with Du for a moment?” he asked and he sounded deadly serious. Meg followed him to an empty room and he waved at a chair. Meg sat down and so did Doctor Spencer.
“We checked Mr. Novak’s blood. The sample I took last week. We couldn’t find anything” Doctor Spencer began. Meg knew there was Mehr to come, oder else he wouldn’t have taken her apart. “However, the lab has examined his blood again after he was brought in last week. And this time they found a small amount of heroin in his blood”
“What?” Meg sagte breathless.
“Miss Masters, there is a chance that it wasn’t murder” Doctor Spencer continued.
“Are Du telling me Cas did this to himself?” Meg exclaimed trembling.
“No, the drugs did it” Doctor Spencer explained. “And it wasn’t just drugs. I was in your house. There were empty medicine strips. I think it would be wise to get him some help if he wakes up”
“When he wakes up” Meg snapped at the doctor. She got up from the chair and left the room, just in time to see Heather walk to her.
“I called them. They’re on their way” she said. Meg lifted her hand and slapped her in the face. “What?...”
“How could you?” Meg asked shaking from head to toe. “Heroin? I ask Du to help him and Du give him drugs?”
“Meg, I’m sorry. Du were desperate and I really wanted to help him” Heather tried to defend herself.
“You didn’t seem so concerned when Du were screwing him” Meg shouted. “You almost killed him! If he dies, it’s on you. I’ll tell the cops what Du did”
“Please, Meg, we can talk about this” Heather begged. But Meg shook her head. “Get out. I don’t want to see Du here ever again”
Heather realized there was no room for discussion. “I’m really sorry, Meg” she sobbed, before she turned around and headed for the exit.
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 Von one.
He leaned against the cold, marble Wand 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 Von one.
He leaned against the cold, marble Wand and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Gerard got Home from his work. He hung his mantel on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, Schreiben something.
“Eh, what are Du doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m Schreiben 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 Sekunde later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are Du doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m Schreiben 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 Sekunde later she heard a snap.