Whose Choice Was It?

Part 3

Hi y'all! Not much to say today, so right to the story.

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Evangeline was beginning to worry. Her husband had been called out urgently from the inn, but had not returned for at least twenty minutes. She went up to the front of the inn and looked out. There was no one.

"William?" she called.

No answer.

"William! Where are you?" she tried again.

Nothing.

She made up her mind. Turning, she went up to the room she shared with her husband. She changed out of her smock and into her husband's clothes and went out, carrying a knife in her waistband, knowing it might be unnecessary. Listening to the choruses of laughter and conversation downstairs, she slipped down the stair and snuck out of the building and began to investigate.

Straining her eyes, she noticed a trickle of blood between the paving stones, so little she could barely believe it had not been washed away by the rain. She looked around. By the alley, it appeared that someone had been dragged through the dirt by the inn. She went down the alley a little and something shone out to her in the light of the street lamp. She bent down to pick it up. It was her husband's cufflink, lying just inside the doorframe of a large building. She reached out and tried the door. Locked.

Looking around, Evangeline saw a window open just a crack on the side of the building. She walked up to it and pushed gently. Silence. Opening it slowly, she climbed through the window and inside. She was in a kitchen. Looking around she saw a door and went out into the hall. Listening, she heard murmuring coming from below her and saw a door ajar leading to the cellar below. She slipped over to the top of the stair and listened, "...go, so that I can keep my wife from worrying?"

Yes. That was William's voice for sure. There was another one too. One that was all too familiar... "Never. You will get what you deserve and more." Jonathan.

She heard footsteps coming up the stairs and quickly ran back into the kitchen and hid behind the door, praying that he wouldn't come in there. Her luck ran out. Jonathan came storming into the room and threw the door open, forcing Evangeline to cry out. He whirled, eyes opening wide in surprise. His face changed from surprise to pained sadness as he recognized her.

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Hope that wasn't too much of a cliffhanger for y'all...hehe(JK);). Anyways, the next part will hopefully be on on Monday. I probably won't post on Sunday, but who knows? If you liked this part, please vote!