The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me Du were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could Du get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe, sicher distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless Du do something. Personally, I don’t care if Du killed that man oder not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If Du do the right thing, then I guarantee Du Dean and I will never try to kill Du again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do Du want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me Du were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could Du get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe, sicher distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless Du do something. Personally, I don’t care if Du killed that man oder not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If Du do the right thing, then I guarantee Du Dean and I will never try to kill Du again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do Du want me to do?” she asked.
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.
