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The conversation went on a bit longer, but no further information was given.
Ted hung up the phone and sat still on the bed simply thinking. He did this for a few minutes. He was trying to make sense of the information, but kept drawing blanks.
Suddenly, Amy moved in the bed. Ted turned around and looked at her. She opened up her eyes and rubbed them.
"Hi, Teddy," Amy said. She sat up and moved close to Ted.
"Hi, Amy," Ted replied. But his mind wasn't concentrating on her, he was still thinking.
She wrapped her arms around him and held him, "Who was that on the phone?" She asked.
"You were awake? I thought you were still sleeping?" Ted asked, a bit removed from his thoughts now.
"I was, but I heard the ring faintly," Amy explained.
"Oh. That was just Jefferson," Ted said.
"Jefferson?" Amy asked.
"Lieutenant Jefferson from last night," Ted said.
"Oh.. Last night," Amy said reluctantly. She had partially forgot about the new mess in her life. She squeezed Ted harder. "What did he have to say?"
Ted wasn't sure that Amy was in a condition to be handling such news at the moment, but he knew that if he didn't tell her, and she somehow found out later, he would be in some serious shit. Real. Big. Shit.
"He got the test results back from the lab and it turns out that the writing on the mirror was written in human blood," Ted said.
Amy gasped.
"Actually. It was.. um.. Mort's blood," Ted continued.
Amy let go of Ted, "Mort? What the hell?" Amy said, a bit louder than before.
"Yeah.. those were exactly my thoughts, as well," Ted said.