The characters from the game belong to Capcom. The OC's and story background belong to me.
Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
A/N: I'm not English native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.
A few hours passed, Chris had finished his shower when he noticed Kate finally sitting up in the bed.
"Are you okay?" he asked noticing her silent behavior
She nodded in confirmation
"How was your day?"
"Good…what about your investigation"
"Good too"
"Did you find out anything?"
"I'm not sure I can share that with you…"
"I won't tell anyone!"
"It's not because of that, but because I think is still too soon to make assumptions…"
"I see…"
Yes, she was too silent. Usually Kate didn't have such short replies when interested about something.
"I'm starting to get hungry, do you want to go out and have dinner or order the hotel's room service?"
"You can do whatever you want. I'm not hungry"
"Are you sure"
She nodded in confirmation. Letting out a heavy sigh she stood up from the bed and headed to the bathroom to fill the hydro to take a bath.
"Kate?"
She looked at him while she waited the tube to fill.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing is going on…"
"Come on…you're quiet and distant"
"So are you"
"Maybe I am, but I'm working on an investigation. I have things to think about, while you're not the same as when you woke up…"
"It's your impression"
"No, I'm sure it's not my impression. Did something happen during the day that affected you?"
"What's the point in telling you something you don't like to talk about?"
"What do you mean?"
"Katarina…"
He frowned at the mention of her name, "What about her?"
"Do you really want to know what happened?"
"Of course! I may not like that woman but it doesn't stop me from listening to you and how you relate to her…"
"It's not what it seems when you hear her name or when you curse her for no reason"
"I'm sorry if I cause you that impression…So tell me…what happened?"
"I went to see her house…my future house…"
"The O'Gregon's property?"
"Yes"
He made a face, "And how was it?"
"Weird…"
"Weird?"
She nodded
"As in?"
"I don't know how to explain but it was like one minute I was there and then I wasn't…"
"I'm not following you…"
"Sorry…it's just I'm still trying to understand what happened that made faint…"
"Did you faint?"
She nodded in confirmation
"And you didn't tell me that?"
"I'm fine already…"
"Yet that doesn't change the fact that you fainted and were not telling me that"
"Like I said…I was just saving you from hearing the mention of her name because usually I feel flamed by your acid comments on her…"
Once again he apologized for making her feel that way. It wasn't his intention to make her feel insulted. As she told him her story, he couldn't help the thought that maybe there was a real curse about Katarina O'Gregon.
"So you can't remember if you did enter the house or not…"
"I feel like I did enter the house but…at the same time it doesn't feel like it was me…I was right in front of the gate, it's nearly impossible my eyes not have seen all those rolled chains locking the gates…"
"Maybe you were too excited staring the house…it happens sometimes…"
"I don't know Chris…Why I don't feel it was just my distraction?"
"Because we tend in not admitting our limitations or whatever opposites our beliefs…"
She gave a shrug. He had a good point. Maybe he was right or maybe there was a missing piece in that puzzle.
Back to normality, the couple left the hotel to have dinner at a restaurant.
"Now that your investigation is suspended for the meantime, how about we going to see your future house tomorrow?"
"Sure…"
Later back to the hotel room, the couple was sleeping soundly when Chris started having a dream.
Flashback
Initially, Chris saw himself standing before a stone cottage near a waterfall and a river. He headed to the porch and saw a bench. Then the image changed when he witnessed a young man talking to an older man that reminded him of his friend and almost father figure-like, Barry Burton.
The older man closed a trapdoor on the ground of the large fireplace while the young man was sitting at the dining table.
"It's already visible the alteration in the waters current due to the alteration in the river's course. Soon that waterfall and river will disappear. What a pity!"
"Yeah, I noticed that. It surely ruins all my plans!" the young man mumbled
"You'd better find a new route to see your girl…" the older man spoke with a shrug
"What?" the young man almost jumped out of the chair in surprise
The older man laughed, "Oh my son Christian, I know those distant gazes and sighs of yours. I used to have them for your mother…"
Christian grinned, "I never felt it before…"
"I know that… I know you. I don't want to sound too proud but that girl is a very lucky girl for having my son, my most precious jewel!"
"And I'm lucky for being loved by an angel…"
"She must be really special to make you sail the river so many times"
"She's worth it! My sweet gypsy Kate is totally worth it!"
"Is that her name?"
"Katherine, but I prefer calling her Kate or Kat sometimes…"
"It's a pretty name. I look forward to meeting her"
"I look forward for that too father… she's very special and makes me the happiest man!"
"I can see that. But is still hard for this old father to deal that his son is not a boy anymore…"
Christian looked embarrassed with his father's comment, "Dad…"
"Who's her family?"
"The O'Rileys"
The smile on the older man's face faded at the mention of the O'Rileys. He had heard bad rumors about their daughter Katherine.
"Is Katherine O'Riley the one you're fornicating?"
"We're not fornicating…"
"How not? They say she's not a virgin anymore"
"They're lying! She's still a virgin…"
"The fact she didn't give it to you doesn't mean she hadn't given to others…"
"She has proved she's still is a virgin. Her parents make constant verifications of her virginity since the rumors were spread by envious and evil people!"
"But it wasn't people, but her sister who said it…"
Christian's eyes widened in shock, "What? Angeline said it?"
"She did. She said her sister and a fisherman fornicate in this cottage…she saw it"
Christian was stunned. He knew the sisters had some divergences but he never imagined Angeline would do something like that and slander her own sister.
"She lied! I never touched Kate that way… all we do is kissing…We won't do more than that until we get married…" half true, but his father didn't really need to know about their oral practice
The man inhaled and let out a long sigh, "I'll believe you son, but be careful with the envy sister…"
"I will dad… but can I say something else?"
"Sure"
"Could I have your bless when Kate and I get married"
The man smiled kindly, "You already have my bless son. Your happiness is all that matters to me!"
Their conversation was interrupted when knocks on the door was heard. Christian headed to answer it.
The scenario changed.
He frowned staring the beautiful brunette wearing a sumptuous red silky dress smiling large at him, "Katarina…"
"Good morning, mon amour!"
"What are you doing here?"
She gave a peck on his lips and smiled inviting herself to enter the cottage.
Christopher watched her pass by him.
"So this nasty and apparent abandoned cottage is Christopher Reed's biggest secret or should I say where he keeps it?" she said staring the open trapdoor in the fireplace and the open trunk on the table.
"You shouldn't be here! I told you to wait at the manor"
She took another glance at the drunk's content.
Christopher closed it right away noticing her interest.
She grinned, "I knew there was another story behind that emerald necklace you gave me because I knew you would never be capable of stealing anyone, besides stealing my heart but that is another subject…So I wanted to ask you about the emerald's true origin but now I have my answer! Who would say that the 'simple' knight Christopher Reed is actually a man of possessions, maybe even more than the O'Gregon's! Now my father cannot say no to us…"
"If you really love me, you won't tell this to anyone! Plus I'm not willing to buy a bride…"
She laughed stepping closer to him, biting her lips seductively as she rolled her arms around his neck, "I am not for sale either! But my love for you is free…" she whispered on his ear before nibbling his earlobe
He frowned moving away, "You don't love me. You kissed Leonard and bedded Charles…even if just once…as per you say"
"Are you jealous?"
"It doesn't matter. It proves me you don't love me like you say…"
"So since we are exchanging secrets, let me tell you mine…" she moved closer again and leaned close to his ear, "I never let him cross the gates and enter the manor…I am still saving it for you…"
He gasped, "What?"
"Do not you get figurative speech, ma chérie?"
"He said he bedded you!"
She smirked, "In his dreams he did!"
"You admitted it too!"
"I know what I said, but I was mad at you for bedding that bitch…Abigail, so I said it to test you"
"So now are you saying you never bedded him?"
"I did not say that…I said I did not let him in…but I sorrowfully admit he was the first man to see me and touch me naked…We did lie on his bed but I regretted it and I never let him in…and I have told you I regret bedding him…even it being on incomplete terms…"
"It doesn't make any sense. He told me he had you!"
She smirked, "Men and their pride! Of course the petit cock did tell you that or do you really think a prince would admit to his ultimate rival that he have been rejected by the woman they compete?"
"I don't compete for you…"
"You do not have to! I am already yours…but I was just saying it figuratively…again..."
"So mine that you let another man touch you naked… what kind of love is that which takes revenge?"
"I am the one who asks you what kind of love is yours?"
"I never said I loved you!"
"So why do you kiss me when no one is watching? Why do you look at me with desire and tease me and then rejects me when we stay alone? Why do you always kiss me back?"
"You're temptation to sin. I'm a man and I enjoy the foreplay…"
"You want me!"
"Then I remember this is wrong…"
"Wrong is you and I not living our love!"
"We can't love! Your father already gave us a loud no!"
"That trunk can change his mind!"
"I told you I won't buy a bride, I'm not like Charles!"
"This is not buying a bride, but my father's approval!"
"We should accept we're not meant to be…this is not our fate…"
"I make my fate! I will never accept we are not meant to be because we are meant to be if we fight together!"
"Kat…"
"Chérie, for you I am capable of doing anything! If you run I run. If you jump I jump! But never tell me to let go of you because I never will!"
He looked down with his hands on his chest. A sudden sharp pain hit him hearing those words. Fear and guilt came to his mind. Fear of a tragedy could happen if he allowed them to live their love. Guilt if a tragedy would come for living their love. He didn't want that to happen. He wanted to believe love was a good thing and bring joy. Not tragedy.
Katarina came over him and touched his chest delicately with concern. Their eyes met and a warm sparkle embraced them. The pain started to cease and a sparkle of hope crossed him mind. Maybe he could give them a chance. Maybe together they could stand up for their love without having to run away. He didn't want to run away! He didn't believe that was an option even knowing they could do it and live well with his inherited gems. A part of him wanted to believe Katarina O'Gregon could let go of the luxury she was used to and live with him a simpler life – just like the beautiful sweet gypsy girl of his dreams.
He placed back the trunk into its hide and covered it. They returned to the main house and Katarina proved him she had the good domestic skills she had been trained to be a good wife. She took care of him by pampering him while he struggled with the ceasing chest pain. She refused to leave him alone knowing he wasn't completely healed. He liked her company. He hated himself for feeling he could be playing with her heart out of fear in not accepting he wanted to be only hers too.
Fear of the unknown separated them.
Although, that day was the start of their brief courtship that led to the tavern night when he entered her gates and planted a seed in her fertile yard that unfortunately died too soon increasing the guilt and fear he felt all the long.
End of Flashback
Chris woke up with a start, sweating and choking. Kate was sitting up watching him with concern.
"Chris…"
He still couldn't answer. Confused.
Kate placed her hand on his chest, caressing his hair as she laid his head against her chest in support. That helped calming him down. He could hear her heart beating.
Kate was not only the girl he loved to make love, she was excellent in taking care of him. Always have been. From his office to his life. More and more he gained courage to tell her how significant she was to his life.
Strangely, Kate had the same warm touch Katarina had in his dream.
He looked up to be sure he wasn't dreaming and they weren't the same woman.
They weren't.
He wasn't Christopher Reed. She wasn't Katarina O'Gregon.
That was a relief to him, somehow…
"Are you feeling better?" she asked him
He nodded, "Thanks to you"
"I was worried about you. I woke up with your groans and you didn't seem to hear me…"
"It was just a stupid dream…"
"Bad dream you mean!"
"Yeah, a very stupid bad dream…"
"Will you tell me?"
"Not now…"
"Okay"
"What time is it?"
"10AM"
"This late?"
She chuckled, "Well, considering we went to sleep almost in the morning, it's not that late…"
"Yeah, what about you? Are you feeling better and willing to come with me to see house I won't keep?"
"Yeah, I'm brand as new!"
Arthena now was divided in two: New Arthena and Old Arthena.
New Arthena kept the same type of contrast of the other towns, buildings with baroque and enlightenment styles combined with the modernity of plaques, lights and cars. While Old Arthena remained in ruins since the flood in the 18th.
To go to the part of Old Arthena where Christopher Reed's house located, they took a cable car. A 30 minutes trip and after that they had to go by walk until the ghost town, a fifteen minutes walk.
"Welcome to Old Arthena" Kate read loud
Chris laughed, "That's the most sarcastic plaque I've ever seen and I have seen a lot!"
"I agree…They say people avoid approaching this border…now I can see why. It surely looks haunted!"
"Thanks to your muse…"
"Oh no, don't blame her for the flood! She didn't have that power!"
"Maybe…" he spoke with a shrug
As they walked observing the empty medieval styled houses and buildings and messed streets taken by sand and vegetation, they could see how superstitious the inhabitants really were as their regents never bothered to clean it or restore the ghostly town.
"Do you know where your house is?"
"Well, I got a map here. I hope I'm getting the right coordinates" he replied looking at his cell phone
"If the town is like that, I wonder if this house really exists…" she spoke feeling spooked
"If the house doesn't exist, why would Lionel troll me? There must be something there…"
"I agree…I'm just saying…"
"Isn't Katarina's house abandoned either?"
"Yeah, but it doesn't look like no one lives there. It's really well maintained!"
"Well, it's easier keeping something in a populated place than in an abandoned one"
"I know, but her house is in an isolated portion of town as well"
"Not as isolated like that one…I'm sure!" Chris replied pointing at the distant castle across the street
They stood by the gate, the wall covered by plants. Inside the long yard covered by high grass and trees. Certainly that land wasn't so well maintained as the other ones.
"I'm sorry to say that but it looks like a ghost castle…I'm not sure I want to get in there…" Kate said feeling some shivers
"I don't think we should go inside, I guess it would be invasion of private property, no?"
"I thought the same about Katarina's and there was a guard there…"
"Yeah, but it's like I said, that part of town is populated…" he replied with a frown as he noticed a small camera near the gate
Kate followed his gaze and soon they heard footsteps coming from inside the property and a security guard greeted them at the gate door.
"May I help you?"
"Hi…Uhm, I'm sorry to bother… my name is Chris Redfield and I received Mr. Lionel's notice about this house and I just came to check it even if from outside…"
"Christopher Redfield, the BSAA captain?" the man asked
"Yes, that's correct"
"I have been warned about your possible visit. You have permission to enter the property, would you like to come in?"
Chris and Kate exchanged gazes simultaneously.
"Sure…" Chris replied with a shrug and some uncertainty as he watched Kate's reaction
The security man unlocked the doors lock and opened the rusted gate, "Be careful to not get hurt with the trees branches"
Chris protected Kate as they followed the man.
"I know the outward area doesn't look good because Mr. Lionel wanted to keep outsiders away as much he could, but I assure you the main house doesn't look that bad"
"So all this vegetation is to scare people and make them think there's nothing valuable inside…" Kate commented
"Does it work?" Chris asked recalling the security camera
"It's been a while some curious people tried to trespass the walls. Most people think it's a haunted town, and a haunted castle, so they don't come"
"Is it?" Kate asked
"I can't say. I never heard or saw anything out of the usual…"
"Aren't you scared of working at such an isolated place?" she asked
"Not really. I have a good salary and I don't have much to do…"
"How many securities work here?" Chris asked
"4. We work every other day"
"Oh I see…"
"It's not hard to imagine this used to be a very beautiful place back in the days…" The man commented as they stood before the main house.
"This place…" Chris thought surprised with the similarity with the house he used to see in his dreams
Kate shared the same surprise as she recalled some dreams as well.
"The land is large. This is the main house where Christopher and his family used to live. To the east there's the guest house and where there was a vegetable garden. At the southwest there is the ruins of the stable and barn, and also the mausoleum ruins. Further to the east side there's the jungle of the property. No one has the permission to pass the gate to it, but you, who will be the owner of the entire land"
"So you never went there?" Kate asked
"Not really. No one dares to go there"
"I thought you said you never heard or saw anything out of the usual?" Chris commented
"I never did, but an old coworker did see a figure wandering around there at night one time during a round"
Kate's legs trembled hearing that as a cold shiver took over her body.
The man's pager beeped and he excused to answer it.
Kate observed Chris's behavior, from all the directions cited, he looked more at the east side.
"You're not considering going to the ghost jungle, are you?" she asked reluctant
"Yes I am…"
"Why?"
"I have a feeling I should go there…"
"And what's in there according to your feeling?" Kate asked
"If I'm not wrong that part of the land had some proximity with the Peasant Province way back in the days before the river's course change"
"Meaning?" she raised an eyebrow
"I want to go there… The Bohma River used to cross this land…"
"It must be dry by now…"
"True but I want to see what's left in there. Mr. Lionel wouldn't forbid ingress for no reason…"
"Probably because he didn't want to find people's dead bodies by heart attacks for seeing ghosts!"
"I'm not scared of ghosts. I fight B. ! You don't have to come with me if you're scared to death…"
"Haha, and you're thinking of leaving me alone and behind?"
"I'm only one. I can't stay here with you and go there at the same time…"
Kate bit her lips scratching her head.
"I'm sorry I took so long…."
"Ahh" Kate screamed jumping in scare upon hearing the guard's sudden voice behind her making her almost cry in scare. She was too spooked and anything could scare her more than the usual.
Chris couldn't help the laugh and pulled her to a hug in support.
"I'm sorry for scaring you…"
"Man, don't ever do that again! I'm almost having a heart attack here…"
"Oh, is it because of the ghost story?"
She nodded in confirmation, "He wants to go in there…"
"You said I have permission, but I'm not sure if I can do that now as I'm not the owner yet"
"Sure you can do that, I brought the keys with me"
Kate let out a heavy frustrated sigh. She didn't want to hear those words.
"Kate, I said you don't have to come with me"
"No offense, but I refuse to be left behind by you, chérie!"
Chris moved his brows quickly upon hearing her statement, so similar to the one he heard in his dream early the morning.
"Well, I don't have permission to go with you, so I'll return to my post. You find me at the house when you're done"
Chris opened the locks. Kate closed her eyes and made the cross sign as she prayed to gain courage to pass the gate.
Chris led the way, keeping his guard up. He followed the memory of his dream.
Kate kept her guard and senses in extreme alert. Her heart almost leaving her mouth. Things were too easy, that didn't smell good.
They felt observed despite hearing only the birds chirping.
"Do you know what are you looking for or where we're going?" she asked almost whispering
"I want to confirm something..."
"Confirm what?"
Chris didn't answer. His body froze. His face expression beyond stunned. His heart throbbing in his throat and a sudden torpor hit him.
Kate's hands covered her open mouth. Her teary eyes widened in shock. Her legs trembling. Struggling to remain standing, she held tight on Chris's left arm.
Just like in a familiar scene both had during some dreams.
The dreams at the fisherman's cottage, aka Christian Greencamp's. The cottage where he and his beloved Katherine O'Riley used to meet.
What the hell was going on, Chris Redfield questioned. How could he have dreamed of a place he had never been to?
Obviously the place was a bit different now. There were centuries of alterations. Nature continued its course.
In the other hand Kate was mesmerized. Despite the initial shock, she was happy to be sure she wasn't crazy for believing Chris was her beloved Christian, the man from her dreams. The seer was right.
Once upon a time those souls had been the protagonists of a tragic love story. Now they were the protagonists of a life based on skepticism.
Kate was right, the river course and the waterfall had dried, but the stone cottage remained still even if in decay among the vegetation that surrounded it.
The wood bench, now broken, was still there. The same bench Christian and Katherine used to sit and enjoy the nature sounds and admire the old waterfall while hugged and making plans for the future that never came.
The remains of the boat they used to sail through the now dried river was there as well. That same river united them. That same river separated them. Over and over the centuries.
The wood door was partially open.
Chris needed more answers.
"Where are you going?"
"Going inside"
"Are you out of your mind? That place is in ruins!"
"You stay here. I'll go alone"
"Chris…"
"I'll be careful"
"But Chris…"
"Kate…I need to check something…"
Even reluctant, Kate let go of him. Tears cored down her delicate face skin. Chris gently wiped them away and planted a kind kiss on her lips, "Everything is going to be alright"
"This house is too old…I don't want it falling on you…"
"It won't!"
"You can't be sure"
"You can't be sure it will fall either, plus I'm not going upstairs. Just in the living room or where I think is the living room…"
She swallowed, "Be careful my love…and be quick"
"I will…"
After giving her another kiss, he walked carefully to the cottage's door and opened it slowly. He turned on his cell phone's flashlight to illuminate the interior. The remains of furniture were covered with fabrics. There were too much dust, spider webs. A dreary environment.
Carefully he moved into the house without touching anything. He turned to illuminate the fireplace. It was exactly like the one he saw in his dream, only decayed.
He knelt down near the fireplace and moved the wood and the dirt, revealing a trapdoor with a lock. He bit his lips and inhaled before breaking the rusty lock.
He frowned perplexed as the light illuminated the wood trunk inside the pit.
"Chris?" he turned to the side upon hearing Kate's voice at the door, "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah…"
She moved into the house carefully as she was curious to see what took Chris's attention in the fireplace, "What's in there?" she asked pointing her cell phone's flashlight to him
"An old trunk…"
"A trunk?" she said kneeling next to him
"Yeah…"
"How did you know it was there?"
He gave a shrug, "I didn't…"
She laughed, "How not? You came here for this, didn't you?"
"Kate…I'm as surprised as you…I didn't know it really existed…"
"Did you learn about it in your flash drive?"
He didn't reply. He didn't want to get into superstitious matters.
She noticed his silence, but that didn't stop her to push a bit more, "Do you know what's inside?"
He made a face, "Let's find out, but first, do you promise keeping this a secret?"
"Of course! My lips are sealed about our treasure hunt!"
Kate illuminated the pit while Chris used his hands to open the lid. If the dream was correct, there should have emerald rough stones in there, if anyone else hadn't taken it.
Kate looked thoughtful. She recalled one of Katarina's notes about some emeralds stones she and Christopher had to sell to save Arthena's from bankruptcy during a moment of crisis.
"Are you looking for the emeralds?" she asked taking Chris's attention
"Yeah…How do you know it?"
"They're not there…Christopher and Katarina sold them to save Arthena from a period of crisis…"
Chris frowned in frustration. Why did he have a dream of something that wasn't there anymore? Immediately he opened the lid and just like Katerina had warned him, there were no emeralds there.
"So what am I doing here? What's the purpose of that stupid dream?" he murmured standing up annoyed
"Did you dream about it?"
"Yeah I did! Happy now for knowing about it?"
"Hey, don't throw your anger at me…"
"Sorry… It's just that… why did Lionel leave me this useless land? How did he think I'd keep the maintenance of it if I decide to keep it?"
Kate shrugged, "The answer might be in the flash drive you refuse to read…"
"I read the content about the black herb and the supposed Guardian of the Black Herb"
"Guardian of the Black Herb?"
"Yeah…it's something Piers and I will investigate later…Maybe it's the connection with the mysterious deaths"
"I see…"
"Anyways...Let's see the house and then get back to the hotel. I can't believe I wasted my time for nothing!"
Kate gave another look in the direction of the trunk while Chris headed to the door hurriedly. It was when they heard a loud noise apparently coming from the ground which scared Kate to the core, making her run outside.
The cottage that once was meant for sweet memories was now a scary place.
"What was that?"
"I don't know, all I know I'm getting the hell out of here!" she spoke in panic
"No, I want to get to the bottom of it"
"No Chris, please…let's get the hell out of here! That must be the ghost angry at us…"
"What ghost? There's no ghost!"
"Chris come on…I'm almost dying here…" she spoke in tears
"I told you to stay with the guard"
She couldn't contain her tears and looked at the direction of where the waterfall used to stay, her face went blank after seeing a white figure running quickly through the trees. That was enough for her.
Chris managed to prevent her abrupt fall and held her. He was divided in leaving her alone in that panic state and follow the footsteps he heard at distance. He was now sure it wasn't his imagination feeling observed since they got in there
"Please…I can't stay here any longer…"
Worried about her condition he decided to obey to her plead and carried her until the main house. All the way Kate kept her eyes very sealed.
"Oh my god, what happened?" the guard asked in concern
"Do you have a glass of water with sugar to give her?"
"Sure"
"I don't want water, I just want to leave this fucking place!"
"We're safe now"
"Safe? Ghosts can go anywhere!"
"Kate, that wasn't a ghost…"
"No? That albino thing is not a ghost? Is it a person for you?"
"What? Did you see the ghost in the daylight?" the guard said in surprise when he returned bringing the glass of water
"Yes, the ghost story is real!" Kate almost yelled
"Excuse me, may I ask you a question?" Chris said
"Sure"
"What happened to the guard that saw it?"
"He quit"
"Oh…" Chris said disguising his frustration
"I don't know how you can work in such a place knowing there's a ghost out there!"
"I need to pay the bills and I follow strictly the rules. My shift starts at 8AM and finishes at 8PM, I never go that far in the property. My job is to look out for this house and that's it, just like all the other guards. Our job is to keep the house, not the land. Plus, that gate is always locked. No one gets inside without permission"
"And who have the permission to go there?"
"Only Mr. Lionel, his assistant Jerry and you"
Chris made a face hearing the assistant's name again. Apparently he was Mr. Lionel's second in command man.
Kate made a spooked expression, "That means I wasn't allowed and…and maybe that's why the ghost showed up to me…All because of my fucking habit of never letting go of you! It just puts me in trouble!"
"Sorry about that…But I told you otherwise. Don't blame me for your decisions" Chris snapped
"I'm not blaming you, I'm just saying it!"
The couple didn't stay longer in the property. Their walk back was silent.
Chris was thoughtful about the whole thing and Jerry's name involved in it as well.
Kate seemed now to understand why Katarina didn't like that property.
They needed to read files again.
Back at the hotel room, Kate decided to take a relaxing bath in the hydro. Chris left the room and headed to Piers' to discuss that day's events and set a plan of action to investigate Jerry's role in the whole story.
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