Ch 7
Coreen was talking her landlord into letting Kerrie bring her dog with her. As Coreen was downstairs talking to him her phone rang.
'Hello?' Kerrie said.
'Kerrie, it's Vicki. Is Coreen there?'
'She's downstairs talking to her landlord.'
'Once she's done can you two get down here. A friend of hers in here.'
'We'll be there soon.' Kerrie hung up the phone as she grabbed their coats.
She waited outside the door for Coreen to finish talking to her landlord. When she opened the door Kerrie handed her the coat and explained that Vicki called. The girls arrived at the office 15 minutes later. A woman dressed in a gothic outfit was sitting on the couch.
'Coreen!' She said getting up and hugging her.
'Lexia, this is Kerrie.'
'Ahh... your wiccan friend you always talk about. I expected you to be much different.'
'Most people do. I try hard not to fall into any stereotypes.'
Lexia went on to explain that she wanted Vicki to investigate the death of a guy named Evan who had died outside of the club. So far it looked like he had an allergic reaction but Lexia wanted to be sure. After Lexia left Coreen looked at Vicki with big eyes.
'Can we help you? This is my scene.' Kerrie opened her mouth to protest.
'That might be a good idea.'
'This is great. We were going to go there anyway.'
'I'm gonna go see what Doctor Mohadevan found. How about we meet outside the club at 9?'
'9, that's way to early.' Coreen said as Kerrie nodded.
'Ok 10:30.' Vicki slipped on her coat and walked out the door. Coreen looked at Kerrie happily.
'I'm gonna go home and get my things together and I'll meet you at the hotel.'
'Sounds good.' The girls walked outside and went their separate ways.