Chapter 183: The Skeletons III
7 Eastbourne Rd.
Marco left Levi’s flat late that evening to go home, something the Irishman sitting on the couch didn’t even notice because he was too engulfed by the journal he was reading.
What did she see?
Where would she go? He couldn’t help but wonder.
He had been to her Laboratory and her place in Camden. Surprisingly, the signs in both areas said she was coming back. Her closet stated she would have packed approximately 2-3 days worth of clothing at most since her suitcase was still there and only a medium-sized backpack had gone missing. Further checking revealed she took her passport with her, and from what Davies informed, her bank records showed she had withdrawn some money after he dropped her off to Guy’s.
At present they were still waiting for Elle to pull some strings to see if the redhead left the country, and if she did, where she was heading.
Levi stood up from his seat, now only wearing his white dress shirt and blue trousers. He had abandoned his matching vest, necktie and suit jacket on the edge of the couch and made his way towards the double windows with the view of outside. The sky held an orangey hue, and he pondered on all possible scenarios based on the signs she showed before she left.
Her reaction to Pattin’s arrests, her fixation on the Wilson’s double murder case. What did it all mean?
He turned to look at the copy of Pattin’s journal lying on the centre table; he had yet to finish reading it--it was too detailed even for his liking, and that’s said a lot. And he had been too preoccupied doing further digging on the Cabin Fire. Mostly papers, and reports.
The slicked blond also asked Davies to make some calls to have the case file transferred to London, especially the post-mortem report. The Detective inspector was still waiting for the Somerset Police response. Admittedly, Levi knew that the file transfer would move faster if he just grabbed his phone and asked Anna for a favour. But favours to his older sister meant he was asking for help. No can do. He wasn’t desperate enough. At least not yet.
Levi knows Sam will return; it’s a matter of when. And why the bloody hell didn’t she tell him? The answer: she didn’t want to be asked why. He knew that. She didn’t want to talk, a characteristic he shared with her. Both of them didn’t like to talk; both of them still kept secrets from each other. Something he honestly didn’t mind. The monsters in his life, after all, were something else altogether.
She had been keeping something from him, was it because of their sudden change in ’relationship status’ as what nosy friends call it? He was leaning on No; she wasn’t one of those kinds of women. That matter was absolutely unrelated to him; this was about the Wilson’s Case. In some way or form, she is connected to it---this was personal. That’s why he asked about her untimely parents’ demise. Very untimely. Bizarre too, in his perspective.