Cas gave the note to Meg. “Keep it somewhere safe” he warned her and she put it in her pocket. “Hey, Meg, have you checked the top floor? I think you should. Who knows what treasures you might find”
Meg saw how Cas was gazing at Mrs. Jones and realized he was about to get really started. “Can I take whatever I want?” she asked in a serious tone.
“Absolutely. Knock yourself out” Cas permitted her as if Mrs. Jones possessions belonged to him. Meg left the room and Cas put his chair closer to Mrs. Jones.
“Alone at last” he said soft.
“Listen, you can still go back” Mrs. Jones insisted. “Nothing major has happened yet. Just untie me and leave and we’ll leave it at that. I promise I will keep my mouth shut. You’re a healer. You’re not a killer”
“Really? Because I’m fairly certain that I killed three men last night” Cas commented casually, with that same undertone of pride. “The first I strangled to death, using only one hand. The second I stabbed to death. And the third, well,…I didn’t really kill him. The rats did that for me”
Mrs. Jones made a weird throat sound.
“You’re crazy” she said shaking. “You can’t just take lives. There’s nothing that gives you the right to do these things. The police will find you and they will finish you and you deserve it”
“There’s absolutely no need for you to talk anymore” Cas ignored her.
“Who’re you going to kill after me?” Mrs. Jones snapped hostile. “Don’t you see you’re just as bad? None of this will make you feel better”
“I guess you’re a slow learner” Cas replied softly as he lay his hands on her arms. Slowly but surely Mrs. Jones body warmed up and blisters appeared over her entire body. “I told you to shut up”