Witchcraft 15: Blood Rose Page #4

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but I would like to take a

quick peek into your brain.

What?

Danielle, what's happening

at the yoga studio?

What's going on?

Those detectives are back.

They're asking questions about some woman

who was killed last night.

Apparently, your name came up.

God.

Take a breath.

If Sharon really is using you,

there's nothing she can do

while the cops are here.

You're right.

Punch it in.

Aradia be praised.

Okay, I'm going in.

Rose!

Listen, Rose, a couple of

nights ago, there was a woman

that was murdered, and they

think we're somehow involved.

Well, it's a little too

early to start accusing people.

We got some information from the scene,

and we wanna take her in for some clarity.

We'd like to take you down the station,

ask you some questions.

Am I under arrest?

No, we're just taking

you in for questioning.

Listen, they can't

hold you for more than

a couple of hours without

actually arresting you.

So if you're gone for too

long, I'll go grab a lawyer

and I'll come down to meet you, okay?

That's absolutely true.

Well, okay.

Listen, I want you to

tell them everything.

Anything you think is

important, tell them.

Don't hold back.

Got it?

Everything?

Everything.

Sure.

Okay, come here.

It's gonna be okay.

The car's out front.

Wait, what's going on?

Can I have a second?

I'll be out, I promise.

Sure.

You got two minutes,

and we'll be over there.

Got it.

Okay, what the f***?

It's okay.

They just wanna ask me some questions.

And this way, I can tell the

truth without Sharon around.

Okay, but seriously,

don't tell them anything that's

gonna get you in trouble.

You know how they are.

We all understand about

spells, and mind control,

and magic whatevers, but

cops are like, "Yeah, right."

I know, I know.

I just don't think you

can use magic as an alibi.

I gotta go.

I'll see you at home?

Later.

What a nightmare.

I'll say.

I'm so exhausted.

Can you just cancel my classes?

I can't teach today.

And then you can get the day off too.

Really?

Yeah, of course.

Sweet.

Why don't you

go make those phone calls

you needed to make?

What call?

Yeah, right.

Good call.

It's just us girls now.

Look, I know you've been through a lot,

and I don't blame you if

you don't wanna talk to me,

or if you think you owe Sharon something.

But trust me, trust me, you don't.

What happened to you, what

Samuel did to you is terrible.

But I think Sharon's

heading down the same path.

And if she is, we need you to tell us.

Look, I know it's hard.

I do.

But for your own safety,

if you know anything about

what happened to those two

people, you have to tell me.

I'll tell you.

Samuel wasn't killed that night.

But we saw you destroy him.

I can take it.

Do it!

Do it, Rose!

Well, when I say he wasn't killed,

I mean his soul wasn't killed.

He's cursed to remain on our plane

until he can summon his

godly form from hell

and reunite it with his

physical being here on earth.

I can't believe I'm following

along with this, but go on.

That man in the motel was Samuel's son,

and he was trying to bring him back.

Who told you this?

Sharon.

But she had nothing to

do with this, I swear.

I'd tell you if she did.

And the girl?

She was working with him.

I'm not sure how she was

connected to the coven,

but they ordered her killed too.

Then why did she write your name

in her blood on the concrete.

And please don't tell

me it was a coincidence.

Because they wanted me to

do it like I killed Samuel.

She must have found out they'd asked me

and assumed it was me

when she was attacked.

You keep saying the coven.

Who are you talking about?

I need a name.

I don't know.

Bullshit.

I don't, I swear.

Rose, if you are trying

to protect someone...

I'm not!

Why would I protect them?

They almost killed me.

All right.

I'm gonna let you go.

Do not leave town.

And do not get wrapped up in this.

I'm not 100% convinced

that you're not involved.

But if you aren't, keep it that way.

I promise.

Now get outta here.

I know you're there.

Either you're getting better

at this or I'm getting worse.

Seriously, how do you do that?

Do you float in here?

Do you walk through the wall?

You're the detective.

Detect!

Worse than a warlock

with a sense of humor,

a warlock with a cryptic sense of humor.

So what do you think about her?

She's definitely involved.

I can sense it on her, but

I don't think she's guilty.

How so?

I don't know exactly,

just a sense that she

committed a crime yet didn't.

I stopped by her house and

read her friend, Danielle.

Did you get anything?

Nada.

Scanning that girl's brain

is like searching through

an empty trashcan.

But that yoga studio

is definitely involved.

Again, yeah, in hindsight,

we probably should have shut down

the witchcraft yoga studio

when we had the chance.

I did find out one piece

of useful information.

A tattoo.

Lovely.

It represents some sort

of doorway or conduit.

I'm beginning to think the

murder was a sign, not a warning.

A sign of what?

Nothing good.

Trust me.

This was all for your benefit.

Although I will say this body is a treat.

That yoga sure is paying off.

Nice breasts by the way.

And they're real!

Sadly, you're never gonna

make it anywhere in Hollywood

with real breasts, even

ones as nice as these.

Sweetie, I'm just having some fun.

It doesn't all have to be horrible.

What the f*** are you doing?

I swear to god.

No, you swear to Aradia.

What did you tell them?

I'm going back down to the

police station right now

and I'm gonna tell them the truth.

No, you're not.

Sharon!

Rose!

Listen to me, listen to your intellect.

I did what I needed to to protect you.

And you may not like it, but

you're a part of this coven.

And that means when the

coven makes a decision,

we all have to live by it.

That's not fair.

Define fair.

Is it fair that witches have

been hunted for centuries?

Is it fair that our kind has

been stalked and murdered?

Is it fair that we have

to hide our powers?

We are born in a world that

we're forced to live in,

and goddammit, we do what

we need to to survive.

That's just double talk!

I told the detectives enough

to keep them off your trail.

You should be thanking me.

I'm leaving.

Be mad at me all you want.

You're not going to the detectives.

And if you do, you will regret it.

So nobody's here?

No, totes alone.

Are they gonna come back soon?

No, gone for the day.

Well, what about...

Dude, are we doing this or what?

Yes, totally, yes.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

My cock is rock hard.

Don't answer it.

I have to.

Hello?

No, I'm good.

Wait, did you just call me your favorite?

Of course I won't tell anyone.

I'm so flattered.

Yes, of course.

I'm on it.

Later.

Okay, we gotta go.

What?

Okay, a second ago, I just told you

how hard my cock is, so...

I love that story.

Get dressed.

We've got work to do.

Hey, is Tara here?

No, haven't seen her all day.

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