“He’s a cop, Zoey!” Daphne exclaimed. “What else do u need?”
“I’m sorry, D, I wasn’t thinking” Zoey said.
Cas was sitting at the keuken-, keuken tafel, tabel watching Daphne and Zoey arguing.
“Perhaps it might be better if I would find another place to stay” he suggested. Zoey rotated her head to him.
“Finally something smart coming out of your mouth” she said. “You know what? Get up, I’ll drive u myself”
Cas stood up, but Daphne walked to him and pushed him on the chair again.
“You’re not going anywhere” she zei sharp.
Zoey took a deep breath. “Maybe we should...
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