Chapter 63 postscript

The police came later that afternoon.They asked some questions, but said nothing suspicious.The burnt embers are still hot, and no one has searched for them yet.Louis answered the police's questions, and they seemed satisfied with his answers, and they were speaking outside the house, with Louis wearing a hat.That's good, if they see his gray hair they'll ask him more questions, that's bad.He also had garden gloves on, which was fine, and his hands were bloody and torn. Louis played solitaire late that night. When he was about to deal another round of cards, he heard the sound of the back door of his house being opened.

What you buy is what you have, and sooner or later what you have will come back to you.Louis thought. Louis didn't turn around, but just looked at the cards and heard the shuffling footsteps coming slowly towards him.He saw the Queen of Spades and covered it with his hand. The footsteps stopped right behind him. There was silence. A cold hand rests on Louis' shoulder.Rachel's voice sounded, harsh and muffled. "Honey," said the voice. February 1979 - December 1982