“Mr. Allen! Open the door now before I bust it!”
Cas recognized Isabel’ voice and frowned. What was she doing here? He poked Meg, to wake her up. “Meg. I think inspector Roberts is here” he detto quiet.
Meg sat up. “What have te done now? I thought we left all that Colorado crap, well, in Colorado” she said. She put on her dressing toga, abito and walked to the door.
“Who the hell are you?” she detto disdaining.
Isabel showed her badge and looked how Cas got dressed.
“I will be right there, inspector Roberts” Cas said.
Isabel wrote something on a paper and gave it to inspector Williams, while looking sharp at Meg. Cas joined them.
“What can I do for you, inspector?” he asked polite, but nervous. He wondered what they were going to accuse him of now.
“Good morning, Mr. Allen” Isabel detto cold. “Or should I say Castiel?”
Cas’ face stiffened and he frowned. “How do te know my real name?”
“That’s not important” Isabel detto quick. “Do te remember the inspector who asked te a few domande on the giorno Daphne Allen found te at the lake?” Cas nodded. “Well, guess what, he’s dead and the funny thing is that he died on the same giorno he met you, according to the autopsy”
“Maybe he had an accident” Cas suggested.
“Yeah, he accidentally chopped off his own head. Didn’t think so” Isabel said.
“I was with Daphne, she can confermare that” Cas said. He knew where this was going.
“I’m sorry, but Mrs. Allen is suffering from a mental illness. We don’t exactly see her as a reliable alibi” Isabel said. She conjured her cuffs. “I’m going to have to take te with me for some questions”
“All the way back to Colorado?” Meg exclaimed.
“No, he’ll stay in town” Isabel said. She gave Meg another sharp look. “I suggest te do the same”
She cuffed Cas’ hands and pulled him along.