Tux and Spell

Mary- A Nightmare

Roderick walks closer to Jacob who is helping him dig up information about his client - Mrs. Mallory - the alleged witch and kidnapper of her own child - based on the confession of her husband, or his current future ex-husband.

Roderick stopped and took a cocktail and stood casually within a meter of the pair of objects he was looking for. Before long, Jacob and Marry walked past him and sat down at a round table. Mary took Jacob's hand tightly and carried - or rather dragged his friend to sit near her.

Marry put her hand on the table, expecting Jacob to hold it - a gesture that all men, except Jacob memorized - or indeed she was playing dumb because Jacob kept his hand behind the table.

Several times she saw Marry rubbing her torso against Jacob's chest, "what a shameless woman!" Roderick thought, at this time he sympathized with Jacob's condition. As for Jacob, who was teased all out, pretended not to look ahead and acted nothing happened.

"He's a tough guy! Roderick thought, he was a little sorry for his friend's fate. 'But what can I do?' because Jacob doesn't want to handle the case, so in the end, all the cases are overwritten by his desk. So at least this is Jacob's contribution to their firm...

Roderick watched from a distance that he could see Merry's face smiling red, every time she talked, the woman always touched her lipstick and leaned the front to tease Jacob.

"Good you to me Jack .. !!" Roderick thought and chuckled.

Roderick walked over and sat right by their table. He listens to almost all the conversations of an idol and his big fan carefully. When Jacob had all the information he needed - his figure rose from the chair and said goodbye to Marry. There was Marry's gloomy face with slightly red eyes - he was holding back tears.

"You left me?" She asked quietly to Jacob, who was currently standing tidying up his slightly folded tux.

"How does the offer take me, I promise to serve you with the best. I'll give everything to you, including my body which is still innocent!"

"Bah !!! What kind of nonsense is that!" Jacob's mind looked up in disgust at the shameless woman in front of him.

"Yes ... The event will start soon !! Let's go back to the seats that have been prepared by the committee," Jacob said casually without a smile, "well ... Good night?" he continued and left - walking towards the table that had been assigned to them.

Marry was still seen staring at the figure of Jacob who walked across to him with a face full of hope, he was enchanted by the charm of the best genius lawyer in California.

Roderick rose from his chair, walked slowly to where Jacob was and sat down beside him.

"You heard everything?" Jacob asked quietly without turning his face.

"Yep ... Almost everything, we discuss after this?" Asked Roderick with a flat face and eyes focused on the fundraising host, who started the show.

"Yep ... My place. Prepare a plan for Margy !!" Jacob's orders this time turned to Roderick.

"Ready!!" Roderick replied, glancing ignorantly.

The fundraising event for a nursing home in San Francisco was over and the two walked quickly out of the venue — avoiding the camera shots of the reporters, "enough drama today !!" Both thought.

When Jacob entered Roderick's antique Ford car, which was driven by the driver because the two had sipped a few drinks.

"What is your plan?" Jacob asked when he arrived at his residence in Del.Sol. Avenue, Roderick walked right behind the owner of the house.

"A plan for your Margy or Molly?" He asked casually.

"Both!" Jacob afterward called Margy's name many times, the two of them walked to the kitchen because no voice answered Jacob's call just now.

"Where is she?" Jacob muttered irritably, he walked quickly down the stairs to Margy's room - her long steps took two steps at once. Margy knocked on the door several times - no answer !!

Unfortunately for him, because it happened that all of his maids had the day off - Jacob opened his cell phone. Calling Margy and asking her whereabouts is the only way he has because there isn't a single person he can ask.

"Pick the DAMN phone !!" He spat when several times the connection he tried did not get an answer.

"Where is she?" Asked Roderick who arrived in front of Margy's room. Jacob shrugged his shoulders in ignorance - his flat, relaxed face turned tense.

"The room? Locked?" Roderick asked again and tried to open the door in front of him. The wooden ornate door was locked from the outside. "Do you have a spare key?"

"Yep ... Wait a minute." Jacob walked quickly down the stairs, looking for the spare key he kept in a cabinet in the kitchen.

"Here it is," he said and opened Margy's door with the spare key he got. Margy often locks her room from the inside. She always argued that she needed privacy.

The door that the occupants left opened, Jacob and Roderick stepped into the room which was dominated by pink, the color of Margy's choice after the two decided to live in one house - even though they had separate rooms, which was Margy's condition.

"The clothes are still there - all the things are still there !!" Jacob said when he got out of Margy's walk-in-closet.

"Maybe she went somewhere, but forgot to tell you." Roderick tries to calm his frantic friend. Automatically, his plan to help Jacob, which is a super romantic proposal for Margy - must be postponed, until the lawyer and his best friend's girl returns, or is found.

"Let's discuss your case." Jacob walked out of the room and down the stairs - he plopped down on the soft sofa in the living room, "what are you up to?"

"You think? Should I confront Molly and get her to be honest, because I can't work with this mysterious client if I want to solve the case?" Roderick said emotionally and slowly at the end of his sentence.

"I think it's like that, if she is a witch and knows the whereabouts of her child at this time, the accusation that she is hiding Sofia is positive, true. Look for Sofia's whereabouts and make sure Mallory is not behind the disappearance of the princess," Jacob explained and drank the fresh milk he had taken on his way. into the living room.

"You have the scent of Mary, it looks like it was the result of that swipe-rubbing scene. How does it feel to be treated like that? Why did you have such a tortured face? Shouldn't you be feeling pleasure?"

"Eww .. I'm in torment! I took a shower first, I don't want to have nightmares from Mary. I've been feeling harassed by her enough tonight."

"Ha..Ha. This is the first time a man feels harassed."

"You don't know that woman. Her hands touch my body. I feel soiled!"

Roderick laughed heartily, his best friend went to the bathroom and wanted to clean up the rest of his time with Mary.

Hendrik Still thinking about what he heard from Jacob's, repeated the information he got. Even though his face looked relaxed, his brain was thinking maximally about that information. Mallory is a name that holds too many mysteries.