Cas was sitting at a tavolo in the corner of a café. He had sneaked out of the hospital shortly after Meg had left. Apparently Meg had dato Dean his number, because his phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. But Cas didn’t want Dean’s company right now. He just wanted to be left alone.
Three men were lurking at him from the bar. Cas could feel their eyes on him and he looked up. They were mumbling to each other and if Cas had still been an Angel he would know what they were talking about. But now their whispered conversation remained a mystery to him.
He stood up and headed for the exit. He didn’t like it in here. He quickly walked outside and pulled out his phone. Suddenly he’d really appreciate Dean’s company, but before he could dial the number, someone grabbed the phone and forced him to turn around.
“I know you”
It were the three men who had been staring at him.
“You’re the dude who raped that little girl”
“I didn’t do that” Cas replied trembling. He pushed the men away and walked away. He heard their footsteps behind them and accelerated his own.
“How did te do it? How did te convince the poor thing to say te were innocent? Did te make her believe she actually wanted it?”
Cas stopped and turned around. “I didn’t have to convince her. I didn’t do anything” He turned back around and walked away so fast he was almost running. The three didn’t seem to follow him anymore and with a relieved cuore he walked around the corner of the street, which didn’t lead anywhere. He’d have to go back o attraversare, croce the street.
But before he could make up his mind someone grabbed him and pushed him hard against the wall.
“What do te want from me?” Cas exclaimed scared.
“I want te to feel the pain te caused Alexia Moore. I want te to feel her pain, her humiliation”
Their spokesman signed with his hand and his companions turned Cas around and pushed him with his face against the wall. While they held him tightly, the man who had been doing all the talking opened his belt.