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19. Chapter
The next morning Cole woke up by a loud knocking at the door. He sat up and looked around, he was rather confused that he couldn't find Prue anywhere. When Cole had finally gone to bed late in the night, Prue was already sleeping, or pretended to sleep. And there had been no reason for him to wake her up again. Nevertheless it had been a short night for both of them.
Cole stretched himself tiredly and went finally to the door. But when he opened it, he couldn't see anyone on the corridor, just a tray with breakfast was standing in front of the door. Cole remembered that he had ticked off breakfast on the registration form the evening before and that he had told the woman at what time, they would like to stand up.
He took the big tray and put it down on the table in the hotel room, when the door of the bathroom was opened and Prue appeared fully dressed. Cole greeted her shortly and decided to go into the bathroom to freshen up first.
Meanwhile Prue sat down on one of the armchairs. "Breakfast, at least they have this service here." She said satisfied and went for the tray, which was full of all kinds of tidbits, form scrambled eggs to pan cakes and to warm rolls and bagels to numerous spreads and toppings.
When Cole came back, more than half of the food has already vanished. "Thanks that you have left something for me." He stated ironically and took place opposite to her.
"There is still enough for you." Prue answered with her mouth full. She kept quiet and took the last pancake to drip maple syrup on it. She had nearly forgotten how great it was, if someone prepared such a great breakfast for her.
Cole shook his head, this was amusing. "But I'm glad, that you like the food." He said and contented himself with the remaining breakfast.
When they left the elevator to enter the hall, soon after, Cole went to the reception, while Prue walked to the seats under the window. There was more activity in the entrance hall in the morning, than the night before and Cole had to wait until it was his turn. The woman who had to take care of all people at the same time, was another one than in the night before.
When Cole finally got his bill, he was surprised, when he saw the amount. He had expected that the price for the room would include breakfast, but obviously that wasn't the case. The woman hung back the key on the key rack and Cole looked into his wallet carefully, but to his relief there was enough money to pay the bill. He smiled and wondered, if they would have had to wash the dishes otherwise. When he had payed, he asked the woman to call a taxi for him. Finally they wouldn't have to pay for it until they arrived at home, he decided.
At the same time Prue watched the board with the announcements. A concert would take place next week and a ball. She looked at the other side and stopped, astonished. There was an advertising poster about a Voodoo show in the city park and you could buy the tickets here in the hotel. Apart from the fact that Prue was surprised that somebody sold tickets for something like that, she was very interested in the Voodoo priestess on the poster. She knew this woman, she could have sworn that it was the woman, Prue had seen together with David Morgan in the hotel the night before. Lost in thoughts, she suddenly heard a voice behind her.
"Miss ... oh my God, now I've really forgotten your name."
Prue turned around and was faced with the owner of the hotel Harry van Berg. "Halliwell" she said with a smile. "I'm glad to meet you again Mr. van Berg."
"I feel exactly the same way Miss Halliwell. And most of all I'm glad to meet you in one of my hotels." He explained with a satisfied smile. "I hope that you like it here."
Prue looked around in the hall, where all kinds of art were thrown together. "I can't find words to describe it. But the rooms are very nice." She finally got out and explained with all her heart. "And the breakfast was just great."
Van Berg nodded. "Yes I attach great importance to it." He pointed at his paunch. "As you can see." he added laughing. "But as it seems you don't have any problems with it."
Prue smiled and saw Cole coming over to them.
Harry van Berg followed her look. "Mr. Turner" he said. "A warm welcome to you, too." They shook their hands.
"Mr. van Berg. You really have a beautiful hotel here. Especially the entrance hall is very exquisite." Cole explained and cast an amused look at Prue.
Obviously Harry van Berg didn't notice the irony in Cole's statement. "Yes I went to great trouble to furnish it according to my concept, although every interior designer advised me not to do it. But the success admits that I was right." he told them rather satisfied.
"Definitely." Cole agreed and raised an eyebrow.
"And you'll represent our little Amy in court." van Berg suddenly changed the subject.
Cole looked at him in surprise. "Does this get around so quickly" He wondered.
Van Berg laughed. "Oh, the world is small in our little society. And news go round very fast. At least I hope you'll get Amy out of it." He explained and gave Cole a pat on the back. "Just someone, who has gone mad, can believe that she has something to do with the murderer."
"Yes, you're absolutely right and I'm confident that I'll clear up the crime soon and Amy will set free again." Cole told him.
Meanwhile Prue smiled at Harry van Berg and changed the subject. "As I see, you promote Voodoo shows here, too." She stated and pointed at the poster.
Van Berg nodded. "Yes, New Orleans is famous for Voodoo, a lot of tourists just expect us to organise it. But this event is a kind of an authentic ceremony, although it's just called a Voodoo Show. A Voodoo priestess, who is famous in the scene will perform it and you'll also be able to follow everything at home over the internet."
Prue looked at him doubtfully. "Why that"
"Oh, a lot of people are interested to take part even if they are far away." he informed them.
"Really" Cole and Prue looked at each other sceptically, when a page entered the lobby to tell them, that a taxi was waiting in front of the entrance. They said Goodbye to Harry von Berg and left the hotel. When they entered the street the first rays of sunshine were shining on them, forerunners of another warm day.
They got into the car and Cole told the taxi driver his address. The man nodded and drove off, while Cole and Prue still didn't know exactly in which district the hotel was located. But obviously, it wasn't far away from their home, because ten minutes later, they arrived in front of their house.
Cole leaned forward and told the driver to wait a moment. Then he turned to Prue. "Could you go inside to take some money for the taxi driver" He asked with an excusing smile.
Prue looked at him in disbelief. "You aren't even able to pay the taxi" She asked and shook her head. "I can't believe it." When she got off the car, she noticed that the taxi driver gave Cole an amused look.
"The breakfast was extra." Cole called after her.
"Just great" Prue rolled her eyes and walked to the door, when she saw Mrs. Jennings car in front of the house. That was all she needed, Prue thought and sighed. Nevertheless she opened the door and entered the hall, where Clara Jennings and Dianne with Danny on her arm were already waiting for her.
"We worried about you" Clara told her sick with worry. "Where have you been? And Cole isn't at home, either"
"Later" Prue said quickly, because she didn't want to answer Dianne's and Clara's countless questions, early in the morning. She took the money and explained with an ironical grin. "First I'll have to pay the taxi driver." Prue left the house again and let the two woman standing there full of questions.
When she arrived at the car, she paid the taxi driver, who was still grinning. Cole got off the car and the taxi driver expressed his thanks to Prue and drove away. Prue looked after him, before she turned around and walked to the door again without saying a word.
Cole stepped beside her and looked at her sceptically. "Are you angry anyhow"
"No, why should I" she asked calmly and opened the door.
When they entered the house, Clara and Dianne were still waiting and looked at them very curiously.
Prue walked to Dianne and picked up Danny determinedly. "Hello my darling, did you miss me" She asked and didn't care about the others. She went to the stairs and said without turning around again. "You can tell them, what's happened." She went upstairs and heard Cole behind her saying:
"Oh, I've just invited Prue for breakfast. And you won't believe how much she can eat."
When Prue was sitting in her office with Judy hours later, she was looking at her colleague thoughtfully. "Tell me Judy, do you know anything about a Voodoo priestess, who performs ceremonies for tourists"
Judy looked at her thoughtfully. "Oh, you mean Madame Belva." it finally occurred to her. "I can tell you, that's a very busy woman." She said and typed on her computer. "Come here and look at this." She requested Prue and waited until Prue was standing behind her. "Look, that's her website. She is offering everything there." Judy explained.
Prue looked at the screen. "A magic bag to stop smoking, 100 Dollar. Gris-Gris to tie someone to you, without getting dependent yourself, 90 Dollar." Prue leaned back and shook her head, she couldn't believe that someone who knew magic, would offer something like that. "There are even rituals you can perform for yourself. Up and Away, for just 80 Dollars you can 'throw away' your partner forever."
"How does it work? Will he end up in the dustbin" Judy laughed and shook her head in disbelief. "Well, but there must be some people, who are really willing to pay a lot of money for this nonsense."
"So you don't believe in it" Prue asked very interested, while she looked at the charge for an internet participation at a Voodoo ceremony, 160 Dollar.
Judy shrugged her shoulders. "Well it doesn't mean that I think Voodoo is nonsense at all. As far as I know, this Madam Belva is very powerful in this scene. And I'm sure she didn't get it with just hanky panky. But this rubbish here..." she pointed at the screen "...she just does it to rake in money."
Prue nodded. "You're right. Is there a photo of her anywhere on her website"
Judy called up another page and finally she found a photo. A dark woman with graying curly hair glowered at her. "Oh I get scared, when I just look at her." Judy laughed.
Prue took a close look at the woman. Although she had only seen the woman at Morgan's side vaguely, she was convinced that it was the woman on the photo. She had the same dark personality. Prue looked at Judy. "Do you know anything about her background, her origin"
Judy shook her head. "No, she keeps it a secret." Judy searched on the website, but she couldn't find out anything. "A lot of stories have grown up around her. And as always that she is a descendant of the Voodoo Queen Marie Laveau, but every Voodoo priestess says that."
Prue nodded and went back to her chair. "Does she have any relatives"
"I don't know Prue, but I can ask around if you want." Judy offered her.
When Prue came home this afternoon, she found Cole in the living room. She entered the room and looked at him thoughtfully. "Have you seen the poster about the Voodoo Show on Sunday night" She asked.
Cole nodded. "Yes and it made quite an impression on me that you can take part over the internet. Perhaps we should try to watch it, too."
"Well you'd have to pay 160 Dollar." Prue told him and sat down. "And if you want to see the live performance on site, it'll be the more expensive, I suppose."
Cole looked at her very interested. "How do you know"
"I've taken a look on her website today. She really offers everything there." Prue shock her head reluctantly. "Didn't you think, that you've seen the face on the poster before" She asked.
Cole thought about it. "She reminded me of the woman at David Morgan's side, yesterday. But I couldn't swear it."
"But I." Prue said. "I'm sure, since I've seen her photo in the internet today. She is the Voodoo priestess. And therefore she was in the hotel together with David Morgan."
"That could be." Cole agreed and changed the subject. "I took the opportunity to talk to Dianne at once." He told Prue to remember her, that she had made a quick getaway this morning. "It was so nice of you, that you've left me alone with them." Cole added ironically, because he had been lucky, when he could finally take Dianne's mind off her thoughts about Prue's and Cole's breakfast with his request to meet Amy.
Prue kept a straight face. "Oh really" she asked calmly.
"Yes! But well Dianne will pay Amy a visit this afternoon." He looked at his watch. "Perhaps just in this minute." Dianne had been enthusiastic when she heard that she could help Cole. She had agreed to talk to Amy to find out more about her psychical condition immediately. Dianne had pointed out, that she has never worked with defendants yet, but that hadn't disturbed Cole at all.
Prue looked at him in surprise. "And the pieces of evidence" she asked suspiciously. "How shall we manage to manipulate them so quickly? We don't have a plan yet."
"You're wrong, we have." Cole explained more confident, than he really was. "I'll shimmer there, no problem at all."
Prue looked at him and smiled ironically. "Okay, enjoy yourself, if it works as good as last night, you'll be there next year."
"Don't worry, I'll manage this time." He told her icily.
Prue looked at him thoughtfully, there was another way. "I think I should do it." She explained firmly. "Last night we've seen, where you'll end up, if you try to shimmer."
"You" Cole asked suspiciously. "Did you already try, if you can do at all"
"No, but I already live in this house for quite a while, in any case longer than you. You can't catch up with it so quickly, even if you are sitting under the chestnut tree day and night." She told him absolutely convinced.
"Okay, try it." Cole decided finally. "If you can manage it without any problems, I'll leave it to you." He couldn't imagine, that it would be so easy for Prue and if she had problems, he'd do it himself.
"It'll work out alright." Prue sat comfortably on the sofa and tried to relax. But when she noticed, that Cole watched her attentively, she looked back at him angrily. "I don't need any observers. I want to try it alone." She told him firmly.
Cole shrugged his shoulders and left the room finally. Prue looked after him and when he was gone, she tried to concentrate again. She closed her eyes and let it happen. Soon after, she was standing in her own office. She looked around and was very surprised, that all went so well. She sat down on her office chair with a satisfied grin, when the door flew open.
"Prue" Carl Petersen was surprised, when he entered the office. "I didn't expect you here, at this time."
"What time is it" She asked smiling. "I've worked and it seems as if I've forgotten the time."
"Oh, I'm always glad to have such dedicated employees." he explained with a satisfied nod. "You do a good job Prue. I'm perfectly content with you."
"Thanks" Prue said in surprise about his compliment. So far Petersen has never talked to her this way, probably she should have given him a piece of her mind earlier before, she thought satisfied, because it had obviously worked wonders.
"I just passed by to show you the photos of the last report you've worked on." He explained and handed the paper over to her. "The photos are really marvelous and I can just tell you, that I'm glad to have you in my team."
Prue looked at the paper. "I also like to work here, Mr. Petersen." she told him friendly.
Petersen nodded and went to the door. Then he turned around again and said. "And don't work any longer, you can finish your work tomorrow. You need to relax, too." he advised with a smile. "But obviously you never let up, do you"
"Don't worry, I'll go home soon." Prue promised him. When her boss was gone, she stood up again and went to the door. She listened intently, but she couldn't hear any noise. She turned around again and took the paper. Then she concentrated to go home and appeared in her own living room without any problems.
Prue looked around with a pleased grin and decided to search for Cole. When she appeared in the kitchen, she held the paper out to him triumphantly. "I've just met Mr. Petersen and he gave me the paper." She explained highly satisfied.
"Did he visit you at home" Cole wondered.
"No, I was there." She looked at him with a triumphant smile. "I managed it the first round."
"Great" Cole said, but it didn't sound like that. But as Prue has already told him, he tried to calm down himself. She was living here nearly six months longer than he did. In half a year he would make jokes about his problems to shimmer, he was firmly convinced of it.
A few hours later, Dianne and Amy sat at the table in the little room in prison. Dianne had been busy this day, so that she could meet Amy just in the evening. She looked at the young woman encouraging and tried to find out everything about her current emotions.
After Amy has told Dianne a little bit about her life and her feelings at the moment, she wondered, when she could finally burst out with her memories about the murder night. Dianne didn't talk about this subject yet and Amy had to pull herself together so that she wouldn't start with it herself.
"So Amy, I know that it won't be pleasant for you, but what do you feel, when you think about the murder" Dianne finally asked sensitively.
"Grief." Amy explained according to the truth and seized the opportunity. "But there is something else." She closed her eyes ostentatiously. "I ... I can see it again."
Dianne looked at her very excited. "What? Tell me, what you see."
"The clearing. Charlotte and Gillian have left it and I'm still sitting on a block at the edge watching the fire. It crackles loudly and I can't hear anything else. But suddenly someone enters the clearing. First I'm afraid, but then I recognize the person. It's Adam Boucher, I know him from church." Amy said and tried to hide all her feelings. "He tells me, that the gate was standing open and he has seized the opportunity to look around on the plantation. He has always been interested in it. I invite him for a cup of tea, because I'm alone and he agrees. He sits down and we start to talk. It's really nice to talk to him." She explained sadly. "But suddenly another person appears on the clearing. I don't know where he is coming from." Amy stopped, because she had to remember the exact description.
"What does he look like" Dianne tried to force her to go on talking.
Amy started to give her a description of a man, she had never seen in her whole life. "His sight is frightening and he holds a knife in his hand. Adam stands up and tries to talk to him, but the man rushes at him without a reason." Tears came to her eyes unintentionally. "He... he stabs Adam to death and I don't know why." she sobbed. "I can't do anything. Adam falls on the ground and the man turns around. I rush to Adam and kneel down to pull out the knife of his breast, but it bleeds so strongly. I want to close the wound, but I don't know how. And suddenly the man is standing behind me again. I don't know what to do and rush at him screaming. I'm still holding the knife in my hand and I cut his arm. He raises his arm angrily and his blood drops on my blouse. 'You bitch I'll make you pay for that.' he yells and I'm already prepared for the worst, when he suddenly turns around and disappears in the forest."
Amy stopped, because what she had to tell now was the absolute truth. She was in tears as she continued. "I walked back to Adam and have tried to stop the bleeding with my blouse. But it was impossible, there was his blood everywhere and it flew and flew. I don't know how long I tried to stop it, but sometime I stood up to call for help. Although I knew, that it was already too late." Amy looked up and cast a quick look at Dianne. She didn't know, if she believed her sudden recovered memory and her story, but it seemed so.
Dianne returned Amy's look calmly. "I think we have to inform Mr. Turner and you'll tell him, what you can remember again." She explained sensitively.
After Cole got Dianne's call, he looked at Prue with a satisfied smile on his face. "Dianne believes Amy's story." he said.
"Okay, then I'll just have to drop some on the pieces of evidence and everything will be alright." Prue explained firmly and took the test tube with the blood. She looked at it and asked sceptically. "Do you know, if the laboratory will be able to find out, that the blood got onto the blouse after the death of the unknown man"
Cole shrugged is shoulders. "Don't know. But I'll instruct the laboratory to realize just a DNA analysis nothing more. That's the only thing we are interested in.""Well hopefully." Prue said and looked up. "Will you meet Amy today"
"No, it's already too late, I'll take care of everything tomorrow." He explained calmly, still dissatisfied, that Prue would manipulate the pieces of evidence and not he himself.
Later in the evening, Prue prepared for her astrally trip. Cole had given her the exact location of the room, where the pieces of evidence of Amy's case were left for safekeeping. Prue knew the numbers of every piece and took the test tube and some gloves. She was confident, that she would succeed.
She just had to concentrate and in the next moment she was standing in a corridor. Prue looked around, she was surprised that she didn't turn up directly in the room, as she had actually planed. She sighed shortly and looked at the numbers of the rooms to orientate herself. The room, she was searching for, was exactly behind her. She walked to it and hoped, that nobody would have locked the door. But obviously she was already in a safety area, because she could open the door without any problems.
Prue entered the room and looked around carefully, but nobody was here at this time. She went to the first cabinet and looked for the numbers. She pulled on her gloves and tried to find out the filing system. After a few minutes, she was able to take out the box with the right pieces of evidence. She took the athame out of the plastic bag carefully and cast a quick look at it. It was a demonical athame, definitely, but she wasn't interested in this fact at the moment. She pulled out the test tube and dripped a few drops of blood on the athame. Then she did the same to Amy's blouse. At least she put a few hairs from the dead man on it and put the pieces of evidence back into it's plastic bags and into the box. She took the box and went to the cabinet to put everything back at it's former place.
Prue closed the cabinet satisfied and looked around. There was nothing else to do and she could go home, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. After such a long time, she had used magic again and got a kick out of it. She couldn't go home yet.
Prue went to the door and listened intently. She couldn't hear anything and stepped onto the corridor. She walked along the corridor to the elevator resolutely. The door opened immediately and Prue got in without thinking twice. She looked at the panel and found out, that she could only reach the 7th and the 10th floor from the basement where the exhibit room was located. Prue pushed the button for the 7th floor and the elevator started to move.
Seconds later it stopped in the requested floor. The door opened and Prue looked around the corner carefully. She saw a trolley with cleaning things at the end of the corridor and heard the noise of a vacuum cleaner. Prue decided to take the lift again, because she didn't want to bump into a charwoman. She looked at the panel and was surprised to find out, that she couldn't go down to the basement again, she could only reach the 10th floor from this place. That didn't bother Prue, because she didn't have to go back, therefore she pushed the button for the 10th floor and the elevator went upwards.
When she arrived above, Prue left the lift carefully. She couldn't hear anything on this floor and she walked along the corridor. She wondered, what she really wanted here, but she went on. All doors in this floor were standing open and she could look into the offices. When Prue passed a little kitchen, she heard the noise of a dishwasher and supposed that the charwomen had already finished their work here. She looked at the open doors again and it was still a mystery to her, why they stood open. She walked to one of the offices and looked at the little nameplate at the door. She found out, that the district attorney's offices were on this floor. Now she knew, what she was searching for. She started to search for David Morgan's office with a satisfied smile on her lips.
When she reached the end of the corridor, she finally found it. The door stood wide open and Prue could enter the outer office of his secretary. The room was rather small, especially compared with the office behind. David Morgan's office had a panoramic window to the whole town and it was furnished exquisitely. Prue went to the desk and took a close look on it, but it was completely empty. There was really nothing on it, no photos, no souvenirs or other private objects. There wasn't even one piece of paper, it was completely emptly. Prue sat down on Morgan's chair, which was made of soft leather, and tried to open his drawers. But they were hermetically sealed, she couldn't open any of it. Prue sighed and stood up again to try her luck with the cupboard in the edge of the room. But she wasn't surprised that it was closed, too. So it was no wonder, that Morgan allowed the charwoman to let his office door standing open, finally everything was sealed here, Prue thought angrily.
Suddenly the phone on the desk started to ring. Prue got a fright and turned around. After a while the answering machine started and Prue could hear David Morgan's voice. Prue walked to the desk and looked at the phone to see the number of the caller on the display. She made a note of it quickly and listened to Morgan's voice. When the announcement ended, Prue could hear the voice of a woman.
"David? Are you there"the woman waited one moment, if he'd take the phone. "Your mobile phone is switched off and you aren't at home. So I supposed that you are still working. Mother wants to talk to you urgently, aunt Zadie causes her trouble again. So please call" The woman waited again, but then she hung up sighing.
Prue looked around one last time. Her little detour was worth it, what an interesting message! She headed for home highly satisfied.
When Prue arrived in the hall, she saw Cole, who walked up and down nervously in the living room. When he noticed her, he stopped immediately and looked at her in relief. "What took you so long" He asked angrily. "I already thought... What have you done"
Prue grinned and flopped down into an armchair. "Don't worry, everything went off well, without a hitch."
Cole sat down on the sofa. "And"
"Well when I was ready, I used the opportunity to take a close look at David Morgan's office." She explained calmly.
"And" Cole asked again, because he didn't know what he should think about it.
"Unfortunately all his cupboards were hermetically sealed, but then a woman called him." Prue told Cole with a satisfied grin. "She wanted to tell him, that his mother needs his help, because aunt Zadie causes her trouble once again."
"Your Madame Zadie" Cole wanted to know. That was a surprise. "This Voodoo priestess, you've met"
Prue nodded. "Yes, that's what I think. She has mentioned her sister to Vivian, too."
"Then we can be sure, that the woman in the hotel was really David Morgan's mother, the Voodoo Priestess on the poster." Cole said and added dryly. "It's nothing new to me, that mostly all sisters have magical powers."
Prue grinned. "No, but it seemed to me, that this sisters have a different view of Voodoo."
"Well, whatever, I'm not very interested in it at the moment." Cole told her.
"Why? What's the matter this time" Prue asked in surprise, unlike him, she was still a little bit inebriated by the success of her adventure.
"Nothing, everything is alright." Cole said shortly.
But he couldn't convince Prue so easily. "What's the problem" She asked. "It was your stupid plan and now it even worked. You should be happy." When Cole didn't answer, she looked at him sceptically. "It really doesn't matter, who had manipulated the evidences."
"I didn't say anything else." He explained testily. Unfortunately he couldn't face the fact so easily, that Prue had succeeded without any problems. Of course it was a relief for him that everything went so well, but nevertheless...
"Goodness me! Are you in a bad mood, just because you needed my help" Prue asked. "Don't worry, next time you'll manage everything alone again." She said and stood up, offended.
"I'm sorry Prue." Cole said immediately and took her arm to stop her.
Prue sat down beside him on the coach again and nodded. "Okay, I can understand you somehow. I also prefer to have everything under my control. But you have to accept that it isn't possible sometimes." She said to make it up.
"Okay, but do you know, that I've saved the life of every of your sisters more than once, but never yours." He explained and looked at her challenging. "Why"
"Well, because I'm used to take care of myself. I really don't need a demon to do it." She explained dryly and smiled. "And by the way, I rather remember the times, when you've tried to take my life."
"Mm" Cole said thoughtfully and ignored her objection. "At least I've got you out of jail once."
"Oh yes, better than nothing, I suppose. But I'd say, sooner or later I had proven my innocence even without your help." Prue informed him.
"And I could give your sister some information, when you had to marry this warlock." Cole remembered again and looked at her smiling. "Does it count"
"I don't know, after all you didn't do it for me. But what are you getting at" she asked angrily. "We won't start to set the times when you've helped me off against the times when I've helped you."
"No, because I'm sure you'd be ahead, too." Cole sighed.
"What do you want to prove? Nobody cares about it." Prue decided placably and looked at him with a smile. "But perhaps you are feeling better, if I tell you, that I turned up in the corridor and not in the exhibit room as planned."
"Mm, a little bit." Cole shrugged his shoulders and came closer. "Well do you want a reward" He asked and his smile widened. "I'd suppose you didn't do it for nothing."
"Of course, I did. Finally I didn't do it for you, but for Amy." she told him in a low voice.
"Are you so sure about it" he asked and looked her deep into the eyes.
"Absolutely." she explained, nevertheless she had no objections against a little reward. She wasn't in the mood for rationality this night. The surge of adrenaline was still too fresh in her mind. She leaned forward slowly and smiled nastily. Her left hand took hold of the left part of his shirt and her right hand of the right part. She tore it open with great relish, because she had no time to open every single button and she didn't want it at all.
"Hey, that's one of my good ones." Cole let out surprised. "And apart form that, this is my job."
"Be quiet." Prue told him and closed his mouth with a passionate kiss, because she didn't want to waste any time with talking.