Hi guys!

So, things are heating up a bit in this story now, this one is slightly more fillery but has some important knowledge to be gained.

Hope you like it.

The pain in my head was intense. Not the type where you wince and scream, the type where you hold your head in your hands and grit your teeth. It ached.

I groaned and tried to lift it from where I was resting it on my arms.

My eyes stung with light as I opened them to slits. White light, almost clinical.

"Sarah, wake up." A soft voice sounded from what seemed like miles away.

I squinted into the light and raised my head, trying to see.

The room was white, all white. White floor and ceiling and four white walls. Even the table and two chairs were white. The only thing of colour in the room was a woman in scarlet sitting opposite me, with her hands steepled against her red painted mouth.

"Tori?" I frowned, she looked so different from the beaten, scared woman I'd seen last time.

She smiled. "Good morning."

I looked around. It was a tiny room, only three or four metres square. I was alone with her. No windows, only one white door behind her with a slat at eye level.

"Where are we?" I asked, stretching my stiff arms. I was still wearing Uriel's warm grey hoodie that was slightly too big for me. My engagement hoodie, I smiled at the thought.

"No where you need to know, just someplace Jacob picked up a while ago." Tori frowned at my smile and reached over her huge stomach behind her, to rap three times on the door. The slat was pulled back and a pair of dark blue eyes looked through. I didn't recognise them.

"A tray of tea and sandwiches for me and Sarah." Tori smiled prettily at the eyes which nodded and disappeared with a clatter as the slat was pulled back into place.

"Why are we here?" I asked, still not really getting the whole picture. "Why was I asleep? Where's Megan?" I started to get panicky as I thought of my best friend unconscious on the dining room floor.

Tori started examining her nails and she tutted patronisingly. "So many questions. We are here because you know something that I need. You were not asleep so much as unconscious and Megan is somewhere having exactly this conversation with someone else."

I frowned. "What do you need?"

Tori placed her hand back down on the white table. "Who did you tell about Mrs Benson?"

"What?"

Tori frowned. "You heard me. Who did you tell about Mrs Benson? Was it your little boyfriend? Did you tell Mr Benedict? Is he who gave us away?"

I shook my head, trying to clear all the confusing thoughts. "What? No, I didn't tell anyone, what is there to tell anyway?"

Tori smacked her palm against the table. "Who did you tell?!"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" I snapped back, not daring to think about Uriel in case she picked the thoughts from my head.

"Argh!" She sighed heavily and a jab of pain shot through my head.

"Ah!" I clapped my hands to my temples, trying to block the pain that was ricocheting around my head. "Tori! What are you doing?"

"You knew!" She said loudly, pointing an accusing finger at me. "I know you heard us! Mrs Benson! Helen Benson! Ring any bells?"

"No!" I yelled back. "All I know was that she was a business partner and she died."

The pain stopped suddenly and I felt my brain relax.

"That's all you know?" Tori looked distrusting and she folded her arms.

"You were having an affair with her husband? You're pregnant with his kid and she died after you messed with her brain."

Darkness washed over her face. She opened her mouth to say something but three knocks on the door interrupted her. The door opened and a young man walked din with a white tray of tea in white china and white bread sandwiches. Tori's eyes stayed glued to my face as he put it down in front of us and left, after I caught a glimpse of a long white corridor and doors off either side.

"You can't prove anything." Tori spat after the door had closed behind him.

I sighed and rubbed my brow. "Tori, I'm your sister. I know about the affairs, I know about your powers, I know about the tricks you and Jacob play to get money from rich people. But I can't prove anything. You two are respected members of society, I'm just your dumb little housekeeper, who's going to take my word over yours?"

Her beautiful face morphed into an arrogant expression. "Exactly. Who would believe you? That's what I thought. But then there's Jacob." She poured herself a cup of tea and squeezed the juice from a slice of lemon into it, before stirring it in with a white china spoon.

"What about him?"

Tori shrugged. "He's determined to get an answer. The Savant Net refused to take him. They said they had 'doubts about the suitability of his personal life.' Do you know what that means?"

I raised an eyebrow. "He's a scumbag?"

She glared at me and I felt a mental slap to the face. I reeled and clutched at my cheek, feeling the blood rush to it.

"It means they know about the Benson's and the Smith's and the McTyler's."

"Tori, you keep saying these names at me like I'm supposed to know what they mean." I nearly snapped. "But you sent me downstairs any time you had business dinners or meetings. Either that or you took my hearing. Jacob can't think I told anyone anything. I don't know anything!"

Tori bit her lip, uncertainty flicking over her features. It was a strange look for her, I wasn't used to seeing it on.

But then her eyes hardened again to the same look of the sister I had now, and not the happy one from before my parents died.

"I'm sorry Sarah. But the only way the Savant Net could have found out about those cases is if you told them. And now here we are." She waved her hands around, indicating the white walls. "We're on the run. We're on the run because they think Jacob and I killed the Benson's, McTyler's and Mrs Smith all for their money."

"Didn't you?" I asked.

Tori pursed her lips. "Mr Smith is very much alive. He is happy in his nursing home."

I sighed, the pieces falling together to form a horrible picture. "But his brain is 'in tatters' as Jacob would say, isn't it? You tried to get him to agree to give you the money by having an affair with him but he refused. So you wrecked his life for it."

Tori looked away. "An admirable trait, being faithful to your partner. Besides, it was him or me. Jacob made sure I knew that."

I dropped my head to my chest and breathed deeply. My sister was a murderer. "But you killed the others."

There was silence.

"You're a monster." I whispered.

More silence.

"I'm truly sorry Sarah." Tori didn't sound it. "But I need to know what you told the Savant Net. If you don't, then it'll be you or me that gets thrown into the sea with a stone tied to our feet. And I'm living for two here."

I heard her pat her stomach, but I didn't remember it after the pain in my head started to burn.

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