“And we still need to get rid of him, every minute we keep him in there is tempting fate.” And it made her nervous. It was bad enough driving around with him in there.
A shake of her head, “No, just the basics.” A nod, “At some point it’s going to get noticed that his car is still at the vet and whoever is in the house is going to notice he isn’t home. Now that is going to depend on if he is dependable or not, but still, time crunch.” She didn’t think she could purge the tranq from his system enough to make it look like he fell asleep and crashed.
“Remember, leaving him dead is fine, but he’s going to have the tranq in his system if they run a tox on him. Might, maybe, be able to mask how he died, I dabble in Death.” She’d never tried it, but knew about it.
Another shake of her head, “I don’t want his money.” Refusing to take it. “But please, feel free.” Sighing, “I’m just shocked he has some form of family; I would have lost that bet.” One hundred percent.
“I’ll let you know, I just hope there are Spirits here that wish to talk. I haven’t been very lucky lately with finding Spirits that want to talk, though to be fair, there wasn’t any in my loft.” So that wasn’t really on her. “But, lets see what I can find out and if anyone wants to talk and maybe, help.” She didn’t like to force Spirits, so she goes with her tried method of asking nicely. Because you could rarely go back from demanding.
A deep breath is taken, “I’m looking to speak with any Spirits in the area, who would be willing to talk with me.” Her tone is gentle, not demanding, a simple request. She knows she can demand it, but more flies with honey and all.
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