Dog? What kind of dog? Huh? "I do not understand."
She stepped up to me a little, looked around in all directions, only to then lean forward confidentially. I automatically came towards her a little, because she was a whole head shorter than me. "The dog, he barked," she whispered mysteriously to me and whoosh, she was back in the house and the door closed. And I stood there as ordered and not picked up.
That just couldn't be true! Did only crazy people live in this area? Has it always been like that? Or was I just given the happiness of these extraordinary people? Three bankruptcies in a row. That was really unbelievable!
Since there was nothing left to hold me here, I left the property with a sullen grumble and tried my luck at the next house. I swore to myself that if any crazy people lived here again, this time it would be the one to pull the gun.
I entered the garden suspiciously. At first glance everything seemed normal here. But that was the case with
Thoughtfully I turned away and left the kennel. It was time to let Reese know. I was curious what he had to contribute to the whole thing. Maybe he had already found out something.But memorizing it turned out to be harder than anyone could have believed. The street was empty and I couldn't find it in the other houses either. For a moment I was afraid that he had just run away, but that would be strange because his car was still parked on the side of the road and he would certainly not leave it behind.I took a few steps down the street. Actually a very nice area. Well-kept, clean, wealthy. The leaves of the trees on the roadside shimmered in the most beautiful autumn colors and masked what had happened just a few doors down in a kennel.I told myself to focus my thoughts on the essentials again and let my gaze slide from door to door. The guy had to be somewhere. I craned my neck, looked left and right and was already thinking about whether I should just call out
This cold and heartless I worked hard for myself." He selected a number and put the cell phone to his ear. "And now I would like to speak to the police in peace, so for a change it would be nice if you just shut up."That was ... my jaw dropped smoothly. For a change? I had kept my words to a minimum the whole time! If it had been up to me, I would have asked a lot more questions and exchanged ideas with him. After all, I was here to learn something!I got to my feet, grumbling, and left the garden. I was on the verge of freaking out and since that would certainly not help our relationship, it was time to calm down a bit. But that wasn't even possible in his presence. At some point today I would explode.No you will not. You will pull yourself together and get through this. As soon as he realizes that he cannot get rid of you and that you do not respond to his provocations, he will let his spiteful manner be.Hopefully.Sullen, I stepped onto the sidewa
I pressed my lips together tightly at the sight. It wasn't like I expected gratitude, but that bordered on bullying."Is what?" He asked extremely condescendingly.I forbade myself to sniff at him, just gave a small "no" from me and started again to collect the garbage from the footwell. At least it wasn't as gross as the old one. The wet wipes not only helped me to clean my hands, but also the dashboard, but when he provocatively threw another plastic wrap of his sandwiches into the footwell, I almost slapped the wet wipes in his face.Take it easy. He just wants you to freak out and give it all up. Don't let him provoke you.I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. Then I picked up the sandwich wrap with the other garbage on my seat and went back to wiping the ashtray."Are you obsessed with cleanliness or something?" He asked me and bit off another piece of bread."No, I just don't like sitting in the dirt." I gathered up all the r
"I won't." And there he could stand upside down."Oh no?" He turned the engine off and leaned back to look directly at me with those dark eyes. "And you mean to tell me that you are not stupid? You want to stay on a course that has no future for you? ”He let out a disparaging snort."I can do it as well as you men," I insisted on my attitude.“Yes, no, that's clear. We are all wrong and you are the very best and you will show us all. God knows how many women I've seen come and go who have died because ... oh do what you want, I don't care. If you really want to die, do it. But don't do it in my presence, because then I'll get really mad. "That was just too much. I pushed open the car door and got out quickly. I took a lot and put up with even more, but with that stupid saying he had crossed a line. You didn't make stupid sayings about death, it just went too far and if I didn't keep my distance now, I would lose my composure.Without looking back, I ma
Everything happened so fast. The collision, the impact on the ground and then that drooling snout right in front of my face that I was only able to keep away from me with great difficulty. It was only thanks to my trained skills that the punch was on the muzzle and he pulled his head back a little, but I still couldn't get the weapons in my work bag.At that moment I felt the pain on my hip, the claws digging painfully into my skin and tearing it open. "Ahhh!"Then the shot rang out.The proles winced, half turned away from me to growl at something.I didn't even think about what I was doing. Suddenly the serrated knife was in my hand and I just rammed it in the side right into his heart.He yelped, jumped away from me, ripping the knife out of his own body, but the serrated blade did not voluntarily give up the tissue. The proles practically tore their own hearts out, stumbled another half meter and then collapsed bleeding. The eyes in which the a
I looked at him in silence, blinked once, and tried to make sense of those words because they just couldn't mean what they said.He raised an eyebrow impatiently. "Will that still work today, or do I have to help out?"Okay, maybe the words meant exactly what they meant. "Why should I undress please? In addition, in the middle of the street while you watch? ”It was probably too good for him."Because I have to look at your wound," he replied just as pointedly. "This prole might not have been poisonous, but normal dirt is not conducive to healing either and since I saw the blood from three meters away, you can't tell me that it is just a scratch.""I've already wiped it out with a handkerchief."For that I got a really dark look.Just fantastic. I pushed my jacket to the side and pulled my shirt up over my navel. This handkerchief wasn't quite as bloody as the first three, but much redder than it should be.When Reese tried to re
Oh, this little one ... "I hate you!" I called out to him and stepped onto the short path that led into a courtyard between several houses. Meadow, earthy ground and a trampled path that led to the garbage cans. In the middle stood several old chestnuts, which with their spreading branches almost touched the surrounding house walls. The old foliage of recent years has gathered around its roots and has spread to the bicycle racks that are probably rarely used.I could only see all of this in the faint light of the moon, because Reese was right, it was really pitch black here. There were no lanterns and the windows of the houses facing the courtyard did not emit the slightest ray of light. All were dark. So the perfect conditions for a proles hunt. It really got better and better."Stared enough?" Came the dark shadow in the middle of the green courtyard. "Come here now."Did anything touch this man at all? I couldn't care less. Annoyed, I pounded the backpack in
Sigh. “For a change, could you talk to me like a normal person? Just to end the day? Just imagine that I am someone you like and then try again with an answer. "Reese snorted. "I've probably never met someone as penetrative as you."I was silent, waiting."Because of me. There is a guy who keeps a prole as a pet and ... ""What ?!" Was that serious? "But that …""Do you want to hear that now, or would you rather explain to me that it is forbidden. Because whether you believe it or not, I know that myself. "My mouth closed. Of course he did. As a Venator, he probably knew the laws of the prole procedure better than any lawyer. Still, I didn't like it that much."Nice." Reese turned into the street with the row houses. “Well, there's this guy who keeps a pillicula as a pet. And he once dropped a bottle of cough syrup. Little Proles freaked out. I don't know what exactly it is, but something in the cough syrup is mak
It's not that bad," mumbled Nick and rolled over on his back, yawning. I ignored Reese when Nick held out his hand to me. With the smile on his face, he seemed just the same again - nothing reminded of Mr. Who and the meat fork. Smiling, I ran across the room and sat down on the mattress with him. "How are you?" "Now that you're sitting next to me, better." That was really cute. "And your arm?" "I'll get him his painkillers," Reese announced and then disappeared from the doorway with one last hostile look at me. Nick looked after him thoughtfully. "He is angry." “Can you blame him? He was right, I shouldn't have just left the door open. " He turned his head so he could look me in the face. "Did I understand that correctly? You took out the garbage? " "I've cleaned up." "Where? Here?" "Well, the apartment." I shrugged my shoulders indifferently. "Just cleaned up a little." "Why?" Hm, an honest answer might
I ignored him and reached into the basket again, but before I could even touch the laundry, he had roughly grabbed my arm and pushed me towards the kitchen door. I stumbled and didn't fall because I could catch myself on the sofa. I hit my leg in the process, but the pain in my arm was much worse. Reese had hit the exact same spot where Nick grabbed me yesterday morning. There was a bruise on my skin there and it fucking hurt when he pressed there."And now finally get out of here and don't be seen here anymore!"I didn't think I was as angry with another person as I was at this moment in my life. No matter what kind of problems he had, it didn't give him the right to talk to me like that and that's why there was only one thing I could say back. "No."Reese blinked once, as if he couldn't believe what I'd just said of myself. "What did you say?""I said no. Nick wants me here and I won't go until he demands it. ”I straightened up and glared at him.
I stood tense in the kitchen and listened to the noises of the door closing."Nick?"Damn it, it really was Reese. Immediately our last meeting shot through my head.Hussy.Slut.Whore.I pinched my lips in a thin line and turned back to the laundry. I wouldn't let him drive me away again. Nick was my friend and I had every right to be here.I listened carefully to his steps. I could tell exactly when Reese stepped into the kitchen and saw me on the clothes horse. It wasn't just the fading of the noises, it was almost like a dark aura that entered the room with him and tried to push me against the nearest wall. Anger. I could practically feel it.But he didn't say anything, just stood silently in my back and that made me more nervous than if he had yelled at me straight away. Why didn't he say anything? I tried not to show my nervousness and just pulled the next item of laundry out of the basket. “I've already put the res
Taking a deep breath, I pushed myself off the wall and marched back into the kitchen. I was not finished yet. The dishes were still waiting and the floor also had to be mopped. The only room that escaped my cleaning madness was Reese's room, and only because he would probably cut me into four and then dump me with Mr. Who's remains if I even set foot in there. I had even cleaned the surface of Nick's room. Very quietly so as not to wake him up. He seemed to need sleep.The kitchen finally looked homely. I had even cleaned the upholstery of the couch with whatever was available to me. That alone had cost me an hour.Sighing, I stood at the sink and began to work on the soaked dishes. That was not that easy, because although I had put it in the water almost two hours ago to get the dried up food scraps away, there were some stubborn stains that resisted steadfastly and so I stood at the sink for a while before I did the last plate hoisted the white flag and was clean aga
I promised." I broke away from him, ran my hand over his stubbly cheek. The blond shadow of the beard was barely visible, but the dark circles under the eyes emerged very clearly. And also the pale skin color. He wasn't doing well, but I couldn't tell if it was because he had just stabbed his pet because I didn't like it, or the injury and the medication. But I knew one thing very well. "You belong in bed.""I've been in bed all morning." His hand also came to rest on my cheek, the hand with which he had just stabbed so coldly.I had to pull myself together hard not to shrink from it. “And with good reason. Come on, we'll put you under the covers again. "He chewed his lips briefly, looking in my eyes for an answer whose question I didn't know. "Will you stay with me?"That was probably the first real smile he got from me today. "Naturally. That's why I'm here, right? I lie down with you. ""OK."Since he didn't move, I took his hand a
Reese built this cage for me," he said quietly. His hand loosened the cramp on the grille and brushed toward the door. “He put a lock in, you see? Only he can open the cage. He doesn't give me the key. He always carries it with him. "Confusion showed on my face. Why did he tell me this?“Back then, Norbert told Reese that I should get a pet. It might help me to keep my balance, it makes me feel responsible, but I never got the key. ”He gave me a wry smile. His eyes looked slightly glazed, his gaze somehow distant. Was he still under the influence of the medication?“Nick, please get out of there. You belong in bed. "“He never gave me the key. I could only feed Mr. Who. ”His hand fell off the cage. There was something sad in his eyes as he turned and crossed the room to the kitchenette. "I've had it for a year now," he told me as he pulled out a drawer and rummaged in it. “In the beginning he tried to bite me a f
The door was ajar. I still didn't feel comfortable being here. I was happy and was able to assure myself that Nick was fine, but I was absent from the academy without excuse and that gave me a massive stomach rumble. I had never skipped before. Never!Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the apartment and quietly closed the door behind me. Immediately I had the smell of cold smoke and leftover food in my nose again. Did these guys never air? "Nick?""In the kitchen!" He called back.I took off my shoes and jacket and then took the now familiar path - although you couldn't really speak of familiar, after all, I had only been here twice. And once Reese chased me away. What would he say if he caught me here now? What did I care? It was absolutely none of his business! I just had to keep telling myself that, maybe at some point I wouldn't really care what he was thinking. I didn't even understand why I didn't care. Why did I care what Reese thought? And why the hell
Did I wake you up?"Nick! Immediately I sat upright in bed, "Are you all right? I mean, Reese said you ... ""Take it easy, Cherry, everything is okay with me.""Cherry?" Was he mistaking me now? Had something on his head after all?Nick laughed softly. "Naturally. Cherry, cherry. They are as red as your hair and just as cute as you. "My mouth opened a bit, but no word would come out. Was that supposed to be a mess? But why should he do that?"Are you there?""Um ... yes, I am." I sleepily pushed my hair back from my face. "I ..."An annoyed groan came from Wynn's bed. “Can't you go out if you have to call at this time? I still want to sleep!"I would have loved to roll my eyes. She never considered me either, but since I had to get up immediately anyway, I could just as easily turn off my alarm clock and start the day a little earlier."Grace?""Yes, wait a minute." I got out of bed and crept out of
My reputation was enough to get you back to the real issue. “Well, Nick was with them, but he's been released in the meantime. Since I couldn't prove that I really am his fiancée, the sister couldn't give me any exact information. But at least I know this much that the injury is not life-threatening. On the whole, he was just angry that this happened to him. ""So he's fine?" Where did my powerful voice go?Evangeline nodded. “Yes, he was given painkillers and sedatives. Reese probably drove him home then. ""Sedatives?" I frowned. "Why was he given tranquilizers?" Nick wasn't someone who was on the verge of collapse because of something like that. Or? No definitely not. The fact that he had been given tranquilizers didn't fit into the picture at all.She just shrugged. "No idea. I can only reproduce what I have heard. ""The best thing is to just call him yourself", thought Domenico and handed me my cell phone.It took me