— Spread it lively.
“Okay, okay,” the prisoner muttered with difficulty saying every word. “We met about a year ago, I accidentally met her at a bar, she sat with her friend and had a nice conversation, her luxurious black hair shimmered in the light of the lanterns, and a couple of glasses of wine gave her eyes a special look. For a long time I did not dare to approach, but then I nevertheless took a chance. My appearance did not surprise her at all, it even seemed to me that she was waiting for this, I was ready to swear that she knew about my desire to meet. When I asked the bartender to pour the same thing that she had taken before, he looked at me very strange. I showed him to the table where she was sitting with a friend, but the bartender in response offered me to drink something invigorating. At that moment I did not understand anything and taking the first bottle of wine I got, I went to the table. She was beautiful, her manners, voice, smile, it all attracted me so much that I could not think of anything else. It can be considered love at first sight. It seemed to me that I found the one that I had dreamed of all my life. We were very good with each other. We understood each other as if we were ourselves. And a month later, oddities began.At first she began to disappear at night. You know, I’m a jealous man, she interrogated her, but in vain. She swore that she didn’t go anywhere, but I couldn’t prove anything, except that when I woke up in the middle of the night and she was not in bed, I met her in the kitchen or on the balcony, to which I received the answer that she had just got up.
“I don't understand what didn't suit you?” Did you find her at home every time you woke up?
Alan sighed heavily and once again spat blood on the floor.
— Found. The strange thing is that every time her half of the bed was cold. Not cooled, namely cold. It’s like we were sleeping on the street, understand?
“Not really, go on.”
Then they knocked on the camera and Ralph entered. As soon as he looked at the prisoner, a bunch of curses escaped from him.
“Sam, what the hell are you?” What should I say to the authorities now? So, get out of here and don’t come without a lawyer.
“It's all right, officer,” Alan tried to smile. “I just fell before the detective came.”
“Ralph, a box of beer from me if you get out of here right now.” And bring a glass of water, ”Sam hesitated,“ please. ”
The camera door closed again.
— Go on. While I do not believe you, but you deserve water.
“So, the bed was icy every time I found it out of bed.” At first I did not betray this value, but then other oddities began. Maybe I didn’t notice this before, but I’m sure that I could not help but notice that she doesn’t eat anything. Drinks only water and wine. In general, he drinks any liquid, but does not eat. I thought she was on a diet, but there can’t be a diet such that it doesn’t completely eat for the second month?
— What happened next?
— And then I got tired of these puzzles, I was scared that I live with such a person and then I decided to put hidden surveillance cameras in the apartment. I wanted to understand what was going on. Do you understand?
“And what did you find out?” Where are these records?
“I'll tell you everything.”
The door opened again, Ralph came in with a bottle of water and silently handed it to Sam.
— Thanks Ralph, I hope we finish soon.
Alan eagerly fell to the water bottle and in one gulp emptied it, twisting and mooing in pain. The face gradually began to swell and talk became more and more difficult, but he understood that if he did not tell everything as it really was, then no one would help him. I had to continue the story through pain and blood.
— I put cameras all over the apartment to watch her at work, on the road or at a party. Plus, I threw a tracking device into her purse. In the afternoon, everything was as usual, she cleaned the house, cooked, went to the shops, but when I arrived in the evening I became different. Cold. No, our relationship was excellent, if I may call it that. She was affectionate, caring and kind with me, and I. And I looked at her and did not recognize the one I loved in that bar. Every day everything was the same until I had to leave on business for a few weeks. Then I charged all the cameras and turned them on for round-the-clock recording. That's when I saw everything.
— What have you seen? Don’t languish already! — Sam was all cocked, he was eager to find out the continuation of this story.
A phone call interrupted their conversation.
— Sam, this is Leo. The results of the examination came. You should take a look.
— Leo, I can’t come now, tell me what’s there?
— Sorry, I can’t, I meet this for the first time and can’t explain. You have to come now!
— Damn you, I'm going. Wait, I'll be there in half an hour.
Chapter 3
Sam didn’t knock into the medical examiner's office.
— Leo, what about you? I was just interrogating the defendant and he split. What is the result?
“See for yourself, I don’t know how to explain this.” — Leo handed the conclusion of the examination.
Sam began to read the conclusion and after reading to the end he froze in bewilderment.
“Could there be a mistake?” Have you checked everything carefully?
“You know us, I would not call you if I were not sure of what is written here.” On the wall was the blood of the defendant, that's right. But this is not what confuses me, ”Leo hesitated, trying to find the words,“ there was still the blood of the victim, but it was rather strange, it seemed that this blood was already decades old, that is, it was fresh, but at the same time very old. We compared it to a database and found that the blood belonged to a certain Kate Rhys-Jones, the sister of Sophie Rhys-Jones, now known as the Countess of Wessex, who is married to Prince Edward. On the walls of the bunker is the blood of the royal family. Before calling you, I made inquiries. Kate Rhys-Jones died at the age of nineteen. She fell from a horse and broke her neck, at least that is the official version. However, there were rumors that they had helped her fall. In itself, she was rather withdrawn and had little contact with anyone.I spent hours in libraries, studied various sciences, including esoteric ones. The royal family decided to keep everything secret and announced the version of the accident. Sam, do you understand that this does not happen? Yes, I didn’t tell you the most important thing. On the wall was not only the blood of Alan and Elizabeth, that is, Kate. We discovered another mysterious substance. Something I’ve never seen before. Rummaging through the archives, I came to the conclusion that this substance has nothing to do with science. I am pretty sure this is ectoplasm.
Sam looked inquiringly at his friend and tried to understand his words, but apart from the definition from a biology textbook that ectoplasm is the outer layer of cellular cytoplasm, which has a higher density compared to its inner layer, nothing else came to mind.
— So you found particles of cells on the wall?
Leo sighed heavily.
“Not really.” This substance does not belong to the human body, but judging by its appearance, this is the very ectoplasm of which the ghosts consist.
Sam clasped his head in his hands.
— Leo, you are crazy. What ghosts? What is Kate Rhys-Jones? This is the first time I hear about such a girl. I know the victim's name was Elizabeth Taylor.
— This is an actress who died a few years ago as an old grandmother. Do you have a photo of Kate / Elizabeth?
Sam reached into his jacket’s inner pocket and retrieved the photo of the girl he had been looking for without stopping for so long. Thoughts in the head did not stop beating on the skull, the head cracked. Ghosts? A member of the royal family who died many years ago? Actress? Who is she? Alan! That's who can shed light on this story.