The siguiente morning
Dean was driving the Impala and there was no música playing for a change. The cassette tape player didn’t work. Instead the radio was playing.
“What station is that? Music’s awful” Jo complained. Dean changed the station, but it jumped back on the anterior one.
“That’s not a good sign” Sam dicho slowly.
The música stopped and a voice was heard.
“Last night a woman named Lucy Dickinson was murdered in the Nite Owl Restaurant. Her insides were ripped out. There are no suspects thus far”
The música played again.
“Lucy Dickinson is the waitress we met last night” Cas dicho upset.
“You’re kidding, right?” Dean said. “Hang on, tu went to the restrooms, and she followed tu after a few minutes. Then tu came back, but she didn’t”
“I didn’t do anything” Cas dicho nervous.
“What happened out there?” Dean asked. “Did tu make out with her? I mean, did tu two kiss?”
“Yes” Cas admitted. He saw no reason to deny it. “But then I think I became a little aggressive, which wasn’t the intention and I left her. She was alive and well when I left”
“Good. Was there anyone with tu besides tu and Lucy?” Dean asked sharp.
“I don’t think so” Cas dicho after a while.
“Good” Dean said. “If the police asks preguntas tu stick to your story. Don’t tell them anything else”
“Okay” Cas nodded.