Bloody Weekend
Chapter 48
”Why? The man is selfish. It's a good hanging out friend, but..” Ryan did not keep saying. Then he asked, ”What do you think of Hamilton, Amy?”
”About me?” Amy thought for a moment. End of it
said, ”I think I respect him.” He was a little surprised by his own words.
”Honor it? Why?”
”Yeah, he's very good at his job.”
”You remember him as a doctor?”
”Ya.”
They can't talk anymore. Graciela will drive Amy back to London in her car. Ryan is back in The Blossom
for a short lunch, and after that go up to the afternoon fire with Shawn. At first glance Ryan said to Amy, ”Sometimes you have to go out for lunch.”
Amy said she'd be out once, but she couldn't be out for longer than an hour.
Ryan smiled sweetly at her, ”Oh, it will be a special occasion. I'm sure they'll understand.”
Then Ryan went to Graciela. ”I
will call you, Graciela.”
”Ya, call, Ryan. But maybe I will
many out.”
”Out?”
Graciela smiled mockingly at him.
”To bury my grief. Do you think I
will just sit at home and mope?”
Slow slow Ryan said, ”I can't understand you this late, Graciela. You're another once.”
Graciela's face softened. Unexpectedly, he said, ”Ryan dearest,” then fast
pincubit his arm.
After that he turned to Julia Cavendish, ”I
can still come if I want to, yes, Julia?”
”Sure, Dear. Anyway, in two weeks there will be another call.”
Graciela went to where she parked her car, in
market field. Her suitcase and Amy's suitcase are already in it. They got into the car, and left.
The car was climbing up a hill road that panjang, the,
then out on the street, by the edge of the crack. Beneath them, the brown and golden leaves seemed to sway slightly in that cold, gray autumn day.
Suddenly Amy said, ”I'm glad we're here
not there anymore and also not near Julia anymore. Even though he's so nice, sometimes he scares me.”
Graciela was looking sharply into the rearview mirror of a small car.
Without interest she said, ”Julia does like to be excessive in talking and even on killing even once.”
”Do you, all this time I never thought about murder.”
”For what? That's not something to think about. It is a word consisting of ten letters, if we have to fill a crossword puzzle, or an entertainment that
allow it to be read in a book. But if the actual incident..”.
It stopped.
Amy connect, ”Really real! That's what surprised us”
”You need not be surprised,” said Graciela. ”You didn't
get involved in it. Maybe you're the one
people not involved.”
Amy said, ”Now we're outside it.
We've gone.”
”Have gone?” graciela muttered.
He looked in the rearview mirror again. He pressed his foot into the gas pedal. The car reacted quickly. He looked at the speedometer. They ran away with more than sixty. A moment later, the needle reached eighty.
Amy looked to the side, at Graciela's figure.
It's not usually Graciela driving a car
deengan frivolous. He does love speed, but the winding road is not suitable for speeding. He saw a wry smile on Graciela's lips.
Graciela said, ”Try your turn to belaferang, <TAG1>,
Amy. Do you see that car that far away on the road?”
”Ya.”
”That's a car Toyota.”
”Oh, yes?” Amy is not interested.
”The car is usually small, usage
”Not fast, yes?”
Wonder, Amy thought. Graciela is always captivated by
car and its capabilities.
”As I said, the car is not fast, the car is not,
but that car, Amy , did it
maintain the distance, even though we run at a speed of eighty more.”
Amy looked at him in surprise.
”What do you mean..?”.
Graciela nodded. ”I think they're cops. They use a special engine for car cars that seem ordinary.”
”You mean, they're still watching us all?” amy asked confusedly.
”It looks like that.”
Amy goosebumps.
”Graciela, understand you about the revolver
second it?”
”No. Thus, Natasha was free. In addition, it adds nothing.”
”But if it's one among William's pistol..”.
”We don't yet know if it's one of William's or not. Remember, the gun has not been found.”
”Yes, not yet. It may belong to someone
outward. Do you know who I'd like to imagine killed Peter, Graciela? Pemememerupuan it.”
”Karen Clark?”
”Ya.”
Graciela said nothing else. He drives
his eyes looked out at the streets
fronted.
”Do you think it's possible?” insist Amy.
”Ya, just maybe,” says Graciela.
”So you didn't expect..”
”Tak well guessed something because we want to guess it. The important thing is the perfect solution, until we are all free!”
”Kita? But..”
”We are all involved , yes, we are all. Even you
also involved, dear Amy, although they will find great difficulty to
find out why you shot Peter! I want the one accused to be Karen. There's nothing more pleasing to my heart than seeing her play her skit well in the defendant's place, as Julia says!”
Amy quickly looked at him.
”Graciela, does all this make you feel
denedam?
You mean,” Graciela pause ”because I love Peter?”
”Ya.”
As she spoke, Amy realized her feelings
rather surprised that it was the first time that reality was expressed in words.
They're all, Julia and William, Amy, even
Ryan, has accepted the fact that Graciela loves Peter Hamilton.
But no one has ever expressed it in words, not even insinuating it. No one's talking. Graciela.
seedang thought. Then he spoke with a voice
as one ponders, ”I can't explain to you how I feel. Maybe I don't know myself.”
They are now passing the Aston Bridge.
”You better stop by my studio, Amy,” says
Graciela ”We drink tea first and eat, after that you drive to your house.”
In London, the light of a short evening had begun to fade. They stopped in front of the studio, and Graciela put the key into the door hole. He came in, and turned on the lights.
”Cold,” said. ”We'd better turn on the heater. Ah, damn it, I already intended to buy a match on the road earlier.”
”Can't with a lighter?”
”My beautician is not right, it's hard to turn on anyway
gas fire with lighters. Just wait here. On the corner of the street was a blind old man. I usually buy matches from him. I won't be long."
