Dylan stood there, shocked. 'How the hell can he be here?' she wondered.
His bright blue eyes sparkled in amusement at the look on her face. Gareth
broke the silence with unnecessary introductions.
"Dylan, this is Anthony. Anthony, this is Dylan." Putting on a facade of cooperation, she held her hand out for him to shake. "I believe we've met." He eyed her warily, before cautiously shaking her outstretched hand. "Anthony," said Jacinta. "Keep an eye on her." With that, Gareth offered his arm to Jacinta, and they swept past Dylan and Anthony, going outside to mingle with their guests. Anthony motioned for Dylan to precede him out. She smiled pleasantly before realising that when she had gotten out of the shower that morning, she had still been wearing his medallion. Gathering her wits, she walked past him with an air of grace. Determined not to let her situation get her down, she began walking around looking for any familiar faces. She was constantly aware of Anthony's presence a few steps behind her. 'Well, first things first,' she thought. 'I need a drink.' And she headed over to the bar.
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When Alex and Natalie reached Dylan's house, they were shocked to find that her front door was opened. "Dylan's usually more careful than that." Said Natalie, her worried expression deepening. " Yeah. Let's take a look inside." Said Alex, brushing past Natalie to enter the living room. Upon entering, they found a towel and a rag lying on the floor in the foyer. Alex picked them up, and sniffed the towel, trying to pick up an unknown scent. "Hmm. Strawberry and Rose. Dylan's chosen shampoo."
Meanwhile, Natalie had gone poking around in Dylan's bedroom, and was confused to find that her cupboard was empty. A search of her bathroom revealed that all of Dylan's toiletries were also missing. Natalie went back into the living room to talk to Alex. "All her stuff is gone," she began. "But she'll be back. She's taken your boots. She was probably wearing them when she left." She looked over at Alex, who was checking the walls in the foyer. "What are you doing?" "I'm checking the walls for signs of trauma. There was a minimal struggle. She had just finished her shower," se threw the towel to Natalie, which she sniffed. "Dylan's shampoo." said Natalie as she walked into the foyer. "Yeah. Which means she wasn't wearing my boots when she was ambushed with this." She held up the rag. "Chloroform?" Natalie guessed. "Yep. 7 hour old Chloroform." Said Alex. "How do you know its 7 hours old?" "Well, I cant be sure until I analyse it, but I rang her at 7.30 this morning, which she didn't answer, so it had to be before that." "Alright. Hey!" Natalie's ears perked up as a realisation hit her. "Did Dylan install that security camera that Bosley gave her?" "She should have. We'll just have to find where she keeps the console." Said Alex.
In the search that ensued, they searched every room in the house, before finding the console in the top of Dylan's cupboard. Still in the box it came in.
"Dylan, this is Anthony. Anthony, this is Dylan." Putting on a facade of cooperation, she held her hand out for him to shake. "I believe we've met." He eyed her warily, before cautiously shaking her outstretched hand. "Anthony," said Jacinta. "Keep an eye on her." With that, Gareth offered his arm to Jacinta, and they swept past Dylan and Anthony, going outside to mingle with their guests. Anthony motioned for Dylan to precede him out. She smiled pleasantly before realising that when she had gotten out of the shower that morning, she had still been wearing his medallion. Gathering her wits, she walked past him with an air of grace. Determined not to let her situation get her down, she began walking around looking for any familiar faces. She was constantly aware of Anthony's presence a few steps behind her. 'Well, first things first,' she thought. 'I need a drink.' And she headed over to the bar.
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When Alex and Natalie reached Dylan's house, they were shocked to find that her front door was opened. "Dylan's usually more careful than that." Said Natalie, her worried expression deepening. " Yeah. Let's take a look inside." Said Alex, brushing past Natalie to enter the living room. Upon entering, they found a towel and a rag lying on the floor in the foyer. Alex picked them up, and sniffed the towel, trying to pick up an unknown scent. "Hmm. Strawberry and Rose. Dylan's chosen shampoo."
Meanwhile, Natalie had gone poking around in Dylan's bedroom, and was confused to find that her cupboard was empty. A search of her bathroom revealed that all of Dylan's toiletries were also missing. Natalie went back into the living room to talk to Alex. "All her stuff is gone," she began. "But she'll be back. She's taken your boots. She was probably wearing them when she left." She looked over at Alex, who was checking the walls in the foyer. "What are you doing?" "I'm checking the walls for signs of trauma. There was a minimal struggle. She had just finished her shower," se threw the towel to Natalie, which she sniffed. "Dylan's shampoo." said Natalie as she walked into the foyer. "Yeah. Which means she wasn't wearing my boots when she was ambushed with this." She held up the rag. "Chloroform?" Natalie guessed. "Yep. 7 hour old Chloroform." Said Alex. "How do you know its 7 hours old?" "Well, I cant be sure until I analyse it, but I rang her at 7.30 this morning, which she didn't answer, so it had to be before that." "Alright. Hey!" Natalie's ears perked up as a realisation hit her. "Did Dylan install that security camera that Bosley gave her?" "She should have. We'll just have to find where she keeps the console." Said Alex.
In the search that ensued, they searched every room in the house, before finding the console in the top of Dylan's cupboard. Still in the box it came in.