ONSRA [MALEOC]

[CHAPTER 30]

SEASON 3, EP. 9
Malleus Maleficarum (pt. 1)

    The boys were on yet another case. Long story short, a husband - Mr. Paul Dutton, and wife - Mrs. Janet Dutton, comes home from a party and the next thing the husband knows his wife calls for him in distress, saying something about her teeth and then the next she's laying on the bathroom floor dead.

    "And you're sure your wife didn't take anything? Drugs? Did she maybe have some type of sickness?" Beau asked. Him and Dean were both questioning Paul about what he saw or heard happen to his wife.

    Paul shook his head, not making eye contact with him. "No she would never take drugs, and she was a perfectly healthy woman from what I saw." He blinked rapidly, his eyes focused on the floor, "she was so scared. I couldn't help; I couldn't do anything to stop it. And I've talked to the police, and I've talked to the medical examiner and no one can explain it."

    Dean nods as he scribbles down on his notepad, "well, that's why they put the call into us Mr. Dutton."

    Paul, a little confused answers back. "But the CDC, that's disease control, right? What do you think; it's some kind of virus?"

    Beau silently glanced around the room looking for anything that could give them a lead or any sort of evidence really.

    "We're not ruling out anything yet. Mr. Dutton, did Janet have any enemies?"

    Paul blinked rapidly at the question not quite liking what Dean was insinuating, "I'm sorry?"

    "Anyone that might have a reason to hurt her?"

    Paul stood up from his seat on the bed, he looks around the room before staring at Dean and Beau questioningly. "Wait, what are you saying? That somebody poisoned her?"

    Beau sympathetically looked at the man in front of him, trying to cool him down a bit so he doesn't freak out. "We just want to make sure we cover everything so we know where to start, in case she so happened to be poisoned, that's all, Mr. Dutton."

    Paul nodded, "well, I mean, what kind of poison? You think a person could have done this?"

    "Would anyone want to?"

    Paul furrows his brows in confusion, not understanding how anyone could do this to his wife. "What?! No, no, there's just no one that could've -" he pauses for a moment, looking off into the room as if he thought of something or someone.

    Dean quirks his head to the side, "Mr. Dutton?"

    He looks back at Dean and Beau, and blinks his eyes as if he was trying to concentrate. "Uh, everyone loved Janet."

    Dean nods and looks at Sam - who nods at Dean signalling he was done. Meanwhile, Beau stared at Paul long and hard, he knew he was hiding something from them. "Okay. Thank you very much; I think we've got everything we need. We'll get out of your way now."

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    Walking down steps of the house, Beau had to lightly jog to catch up with them since he was the last to leave the room. Rain lightly sprinkled down onto him as soon as he gets outside.

    "That dude seem a little evasive to you?"

    Sam sighs, "I don't know I was under a sink, pulling this out." He takes out a hex bag from his pocket and hands it to Dean, they all stop as Dean takes it from him and opens it. "Hex bag."

    Dean groans, "awww gross."

    Beau looks over Dean's shoulder to see the contents of the bag, his nose slightly scrunching up at the sight.