Chapter 753
SALEM P.D.
Shawn-D knocked on Billie’s door, then came in.
BILLIE: Good, you’re back.
SHAWN-D: Yep. So, what’d you find on the footage?
BILLIE: Take a look.
Billie moved her computer over slightly. Shawn-D looked at it.
SHAWN-D: Okay, so Nicholas is leaving his hotel room. What’s weird about that?
BILLIE: Look at the time stamp.
SHAWN-D: 11 p.m.
BILLIE: Just about an hour before the approximate time of death.
SHAWN-D: You know there could be any number of reasons Nicholas could be leaving that hotel, right?
BILLIE: Well, who’s that in front of him?
Shawn-D rook a closer look at the computer screen.
SHAWN-D: No idea. Never seen him before.
BILLIE: Well, I have. Not in person, but I’ve seen the picture. He’s in the ISA database.
SHAWN-D: From your tone, I’m assuming it’s not because he’s an agent.
BILLIE: Not in the slightest. He’s on our list of most wanted people.
SHAWN-D: So who is he?
SHAWN-D & BELLE’S HOUSE
Claire and Chase walked in.
CHASE: You still up for that movie?
CLAIRE: Always. Even though I worked closing, I’m always up for date night with you. Especially since this is my new favorite movie.
CHASE: Sounds good. I’ll grab the DVD, if you want.
CLAIRE: It’s already in the player. I prepared.
CHASE: I love you for thinking ahead. And a whole list of other things.
CLAIRE: I love you, too.
Claire and Chase kissed. They sat down on the couch. Claire kicked off her shoes and curled up next to Chase, laying her head on his shoulder as he turned on the TV and the movie started.
ALAMAIN MANSION
Ivan opened the door after hearing a knock.
CIARA: Hi, Ivan. Is Trix still up in her room?
IVAN: To my knowledge, yes.
CIARA: Okay, thanks.
Ivan nodded. Ciara walked up the stairs. She knocked on Trix’s bedroom door.
CIARA: Trix, it’s me. I’m back.
She opened the door.
CIARA: Hey.
TRIX: Hey.
Trix got off the bed, almost tripping as she did. She threw her arms around Ciara and leaned in.
TRIX: I am so glad to see you!
CIARA: Yeah, you too. Are you okay? I mean the side from the obvious.
Trix giggled slightly.
TRIX: I’m okay. I’m just a teensy little bit tipsy.
CIARA: Yeah, I can kinda tell.
TRIX: I was kinda thirsty, and that wine I had at dinner tasted really good. So I had Ivan bring up some more.
CIARA: How much have you had?
TRIX: Just a couple glasses.
Trix giggled again. She leaned in further to Ciara.
TRIX: You smell nice.
CIARA: Thanks. Hey, how about we sit down, okay?
TRIX: Okay.
Ciara helped Trix over to the bed. It wasn’t exactly easy, as neither was able to walk very steadily.
TRIX: I’m a little dizzy.
CIARA: Yeah, I figured. That’s why you’re sitting down.
Ciara saw something on the floor. It was an empty bottle of wine.
CIARA: Babe, I thought you said you only had a few glasses.
TRIX: I did. It was half empty when Ivan gave it to me.
Ciara sighed, shook her head, then sat down.
CIARA (thinking): Oh man. This is not how I thought this night would go.