"But the question is why," Chase fretted aloud, tucking her fist under her chin as she leaned forward and propped her elbow on her knee. There was nothing Chase loved more than an Agatha Christie-esque mystery, but this was ridiculous. "Why all of this claim for hating Calum, saying she can't stand the sight of him and then going and joining forces with him with barely a peep? There's got to be something else there than her trying to give us a chance to defeat him - I don't think she really cares what happens to anyone other than herself."
And then there was that whole issue with the talisman, a small and insignificant piece of jewelry that may be the key to the whole thing. But how? Chase took another sip of coffee that was quickly growing cold. Damn all these questions with no answers.
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Date: 2009-08-30 12:45 am (UTC)And then there was that whole issue with the talisman, a small and insignificant piece of jewelry that may be the key to the whole thing. But how? Chase took another sip of coffee that was quickly growing cold. Damn all these questions with no answers.