"Mister Holmes?" Zoella asked with Nick next to her. Bruce Holmes, Katrina's husband, looked up with a depressed look.
"We know this is a difficult time, but we need to ask you a few questions about your wife." Nick said. Bruce nodded and the two detectives sat on the opposite chairs.
"Mister Holmes, would anyone want to hurt your wife?" Zoella asked.
"No, no, no, no, no. No one would ever hurt her. She's too perfect!" He went from a whisper to a shrill yell. Nick and Zoella glanced at each other. Suddenly, the two of them realized that Bruce had woged into a Ziegevolk. It didn't take long for him to realize that Nick and Zoella saw him woge.
"Oh my god. You're... You're a Wesen aren't you? And... And you're a Grimm!" Bruce said while pointing at Zoella in awe before beginning to get out of his chair. The two agents stood up with him.
"Relax, we won't hurt you. We want to help you find out who murdered your wife." Zoella comforted. Bruce sighed and sat back down.
-.:.-
Zoella slumped back in her chair. How nice of Nick to lend me his seat, she thought. She ran her hair through her wavy brown hair. Suddenly, Wu tapped her shoulder.
"Hey, someone's here to see you."
She walked towards the entrance and saw Jack fiddling with a piece of paper.
"What brings you here?"
"I got this letter. It was address to the both of us."
"Why didn't you open it?"
"I did."
"Well than, what's up?"
"Read it."
Zoella carefully opened the envelope. In bold letters, it read:
WHEN WILL YOU RETURN, QUEEN?
She widened her eyes and Jack put his arm over her shoulders. Nick and Hank came in and saw the letter. They looked at each other and went to report to the captain.