BLOODY LOVE'S
Chapter 24's

Marco seemed to catch this because he quickly immediately replied, “Not everyone can accept honesty.”

Jose chose silence. It switched back to Nolan, “What's it looking for me for?”

“Oh. I found this near home and intend to return it.” Nolan stuffed his hand into his pocket, thrashing into his pants pocket. “There is yours because I saw it on the way home from driving you earlier.”

“You purposely came night after night to return it? Why don't you come in tomorrow morning?” ask Jose wonder. “Night is very dangerous!”

“If I keep it at home, it might disappear later. It looks like a precious object.” Nolan glanced at Marco with a reproachful look as he said, “And I avoided the possibility of being accused of being a thief. We may look dirty, but will not store items that are not our right.”

Nolan stretched out his palm towards Jose and opened it, revealing a golden pendant. Jose frowned in surprise, never feeling like he was leaving his pendant. In fact, he did not even have a single pendant. But to make sure, Jose approached and took it. His eyes looked closely at the pendant's eyes.

The shape is perfectly round, it can be hidden in his hand grip. The pendant is double-door with the sides cupped together. There is a hinge-like hook at the end of the necklace chain. The back and front of the pendulum are circled with fine carvings patterned with foliage that interweave like a chain. The leaves encircled a strange emblem, a symbol that Jose did not know.

“This is not mine,” said Jose astonished.

“Eh? But ... there's an A in there, it doesn't belong to Argent?” nolan asked in surprise, now his face was restless. “I found it on the road, it cannot belong to my neighbor. If it's not yours, then who's it?”

Our family emblem is not written with the letter A,” Marco softly recite. “Our family has the emblem of two crossed swords.”

“Then, who's it?” Nolan asked again.

“Entaihah, but I don't have a pendant necklace.” Jose was sad to see Nolan disappointed. The boy was even beaten because he wanted to give up objects that were considered to belong to Jose. “I'm sorry, it looks like it belongs to someone else. Though you've been hard-earned to deliver him here,” last sentence said Jose while glancing sharply at his uncle.

Marco stared back at him with a straight look, then reached out to Jose. “Find me the necklace, I want to see it.”

Jose gave politely. No matter how irritated he was to Marco, it was still impossible for him to throw the thing in his uncle's face.

Marco observed the pendulum of the necklace in wonder, his finger tracing the engraving embossed in a golden vein. He knew the necklace. “Can I save it?” ask him to Nolan.

“For what? That yours?” reply the boy fiercely.

“Not, but I'll find out who owns this necklace. And this thing will be safer and faster until it's in my hands.”

That sounds reasonable. After all Nolan was tired of going back and forth across the Bjork border. He also did not want to risk his life further just for the sake of a necklace. So Nolan nodded slowly.

The reason was accepted by Edgar, but not by Jose. He could have debated his uncle all day and studied the error all night, had there not been any more important language and had to discuss it.

George came along with a hot dinner for Nolan. As the boy devoured all his food unabashedly, George told his masters what had happened to the two maids of Lady Argent.

“They seem to be traumatized,” said their butler in a graceful heavy voice. “Doctor Rolan is on his way here, he said another half hour will definitely get here.”

“He should have us stay here only,” Edgar proposes.

“I agree, it feels troublesome if he has to pacing around like that. Rooms in the east wing are still empty,” Renata added.

The room talk reminded Jose of what he had just seen, causing him to shudder again.

“We gave them both oil and wine to keep them warm" George said. "Both shiver constantly though still can not be invited to communicate. Looks like they've seen something very surprising.”

Jose's back is bristling. He knew that the people in the room felt the same way. They must be horrified.

Marco asked George to call Gerald. The big man in black came in a row. It was cold tonight, but Gerald's tanned skin was glowing with sweat. Jose couldn't determine if it was sweat from sultry or cold sweat.

“We've combed the house, sir, but nothing suspicious. The workers are now in other places, I mean like attics, food storages, wine cellars, as well as waiter rooms.”

“Alright, continue. When you're done, you arrange the workers to stand guard and patrol the house.”

“Inside, Sir?” Gerald repeats Marco's orders. Her hairy hands hung wonderfully on the sides of the body. “Not outside?”

“You heard me say, Gerald. Inside home.” Marco Menukas, considering which security is more important. “Become two or three groups, then you guys stand guard."

“It's to keep you guys from what?” nolan chirps in between the buns.

“Be quiet, Nolan,” Jose is getting impatient at the girl's behavior.

“No, say, you guys seem to be panicking a lot. Is this about the ghost?”

Everyone stared at Nolan sharply, making the girl laugh in a small ruckus. “If it's about thieves, you wouldn't have a very tense face, would you? When I was tied up down there, the workers were talking about a sniffing ghost and a dead steward. So that's what freaked you all out last night?”