The volgende morning
Dean was driving the Impala and there was no muziek playing for a change. The cassette tape player didn’t work. Instead the radio was playing.
“What station is that? Music’s awful” Jo complained. Dean changed the station, but it jumped back on the vorige one.
“That’s not a good sign” Sam zei slowly.
The muziek stopped and a voice was heard.
“Last night a woman named Lucy Dickinson was murdered in the Nite Owl Restaurant. Her insides were ripped out. There are no suspects thus far”
The muziek played again.
“Lucy Dickinson is the waitress we met last night” Cas zei upset.
“You’re kidding, right?” Dean said. “Hang on, u went to the restrooms, and she followed u after a few minutes. Then u came back, but she didn’t”
“I didn’t do anything” Cas zei nervous.
“What happened out there?” Dean asked. “Did u make out with her? I mean, did u two kiss?”
“Yes” Cas admitted. He saw no reason to deny it. “But then I think I became a little aggressive, which wasn’t the intention and I left her. She was alive and well when I left”
“Good. Was there anyone with u besides u and Lucy?” Dean asked sharp.
“I don’t think so” Cas zei after a while.
“Good” Dean said. “If the police asks vragen u stick to your story. Don’t tell them anything else”
“Okay” Cas nodded.