Isabel braced herself before she opened the door to the police station. She hadn’t been here since the slaughtering a few weeks ago. Her superior had sent her on a vacation.
“Isabel, what are Ты doing here?” a man asked, as he looked up from his desk.
“Hi, Victor” Isabel greeted the man and she smiled weak. “I’m just…picking up a few things I forgot. Personal stuff” she explained as she walked to her office.
“Why didn’t Ты give us a call. We would’ve sent someone” Victor commented.
“I wanted to save Ты the trouble” Isabel shrugged and she entered her office. She walked to her desk, which was usually very tidy, but now magnified pictures lay across the oak-wood bureau. Isabel quickly collected them and put them in her bag. Underneath the pictures there was a brown folder. She opened it and read Cas’ name on top. “Gotcha” she сказал(-а) soft and she put the folder in her bag too. She walked to the door and left. She quickly walked through the aisle, smiling and nodding at a few Болталка people.
“Was that Roberts?” another woman asked sharp. “What was she doing here?”
“She had to pick up a few personal things” Victor explained. “What’s wrong?” he asked as the woman turned around and hurried to the office Isabel had just left.
“Isabel, what are Ты doing here?” a man asked, as he looked up from his desk.
“Hi, Victor” Isabel greeted the man and she smiled weak. “I’m just…picking up a few things I forgot. Personal stuff” she explained as she walked to her office.
“Why didn’t Ты give us a call. We would’ve sent someone” Victor commented.
“I wanted to save Ты the trouble” Isabel shrugged and she entered her office. She walked to her desk, which was usually very tidy, but now magnified pictures lay across the oak-wood bureau. Isabel quickly collected them and put them in her bag. Underneath the pictures there was a brown folder. She opened it and read Cas’ name on top. “Gotcha” she сказал(-а) soft and she put the folder in her bag too. She walked to the door and left. She quickly walked through the aisle, smiling and nodding at a few Болталка people.
“Was that Roberts?” another woman asked sharp. “What was she doing here?”
“She had to pick up a few personal things” Victor explained. “What’s wrong?” he asked as the woman turned around and hurried to the office Isabel had just left.
Cas kicked the door of their bedroom open. Daphne was sitting on вверх of Mitch.
“Daphne” Mitch said, looking at Cas.
“Don’t worry” Daphne сказал(-а) with a heavy voice. “That’s my husband. He knows I have my needs. It’s not my fault he’s incompetent”
Mitch pushed her off of him and searched for his clothes. Cas turned around and ran downstairs.
“What are Ты doing?” Daphne asked grumpy. “Come back in bed”
“Are Ты completely out of your mind?” Mitch exclaimed.
“Oh, please, Ты knew I was married” Daphne said.
“That was really low” Mitch said. “Get dressed. I’m done here. Ты go find someone else to consider your needs”
“Come on, don’t be like that” Daphne said.
They heard an enormous crack and they jumped.
“What the hell was that?” Mitch asked.
“Daphne” Mitch said, looking at Cas.
“Don’t worry” Daphne сказал(-а) with a heavy voice. “That’s my husband. He knows I have my needs. It’s not my fault he’s incompetent”
Mitch pushed her off of him and searched for his clothes. Cas turned around and ran downstairs.
“What are Ты doing?” Daphne asked grumpy. “Come back in bed”
“Are Ты completely out of your mind?” Mitch exclaimed.
“Oh, please, Ты knew I was married” Daphne said.
“That was really low” Mitch said. “Get dressed. I’m done here. Ты go find someone else to consider your needs”
“Come on, don’t be like that” Daphne said.
They heard an enormous crack and they jumped.
“What the hell was that?” Mitch asked.
