[Mr Rogers and Sarah are watching the news]

Sarah: Do you think Casey did it?

Mr Rogers: I really don’t know. Casey has changed, it’s like she is not my sweet daughter. She has become bitter since she lost her mom and she has never been the same.

Sarah: (sigh) I think we should support her, she needs us the most.

Mr Rogers: But babe, I saved the money for our wedding, not this nonsense of Casey’s. (takes off his glasses) I want to help her but I can’t afford a lawyer, I can’t. Let’s hope she is not in big trouble.

Sarah: Yes. The police and investigators have stopped coming. This is a good sign.

Mr Rogers: (smiles) Any ideas in mind where our honeymoon will be?

Sarah: (laughs) Cape Town, Durban or Mozambique. I heard they have beautiful beaches?

Mr Rogers: How about England or the United States?

Sarah: (smiles) Wow babe, are you for real?

[Casey walks in, heading to her room without greeting]

Sarah: Hey Casey, would you like to join us?

Casey: No.

Mr Rogers: Casey come here.

Casey: (rolls her eyes) Daddy what do you want?

Mr Rogers: I have come up with an idea.

Casey: I’m listening.

Mr Rogers: I have decided to sell your apartment. I want you to move in with us permanently and we will use that money for you to study part time so that you can get a qualification to get a job. You can do a course in Business Management or Hospitality.

Casey: What course? Because I am going to jail anyway. I don’t want to go back to that apartment, it brings nothing but horrible memories so you can use that money for your wedding. I have to go check up on Layla.

Mr Rogers: You are not going to jail.

[The following day Casey and Selina are chilling at the park]

Casey: I have been thinking about this whole thing and now I know a reason why I received those black roses.

Selina: Why?

Casey: I think the main chick sent those roses to me to make it look like I am the one who killed Alex. It makes perfect sense. Look, you and the main chick have no motive of killing Alex but I on the other hand, have every reason to murder him, first he cheated on me and then dumped me. Do you get where I am going?

Selina: You could be right, but we have no proof and I don’t know where the girl stays. I don’t know her name and I know nothing about her. She just rocked up at my apartment the other day to tell me to leave her man alone. That was it, I never saw her again.

Casey: Do you have her picture?

Selina: (annoyed) Duh, no I don’t have it. I know nothing about her.

[They keep quiet for the moment as they continue to eat their food]

Casey: Do you still think his cell phone is working right, I mean his Facebook?

Selina: Yes, unless his family deactivated the account.

Casey: Of which they didn’t because they still can’t believe they lost their precious son.

Selina: I love the way you think.

Casey: Let’s hack into his account to find the girl’s information. I need to do this quick because police are coming for me, my days are numbered and I can’t do anything inside jail.

Selina: You can get a bail though.

Casey: (laughs) Are you going to bail me out?

Selina: Where would I get the money? Do you know his password or we will go the illegal way?

Casey: I know someone who can help us.

[Few minutes later]

Casey: (excited) Bingo! I got in.

Selina: Check his inbox.

Casey: (Shocked) Oh my God, I found her.

Selina: Let me see, yes that’s her. Check her wall.

Casey: Posts of her and Alex and posts how she is hurt that she lost the love of her life…

Selina: Let’s hack her account too.

Selina: Are you crazy? No.

Casey: Now let’s pay her a visit and demand the truth.

Selina: (Laughs) Demand the truth? What truth? She is grieving, no one will take us seriously with our suspicion and you saw on Facebook Alex’s family knows her.

Casey: What’s the game plan then? I thought we were going to confront her about the black roses she sent to my house.

Selina: Like she is going to say “Yes, I did it, I sent you the roses”. Come on. Think. Let’s follow her. Wherever she goes, we follow her.

Casey: Don’t you think the police are doing that?

Selina: Tell me if you no longer want my help, OK? Why the hell would the police follow her? You are a suspect, a bitter ex-girlfriend who has every reason to kill her ex-boyfriend. Don’t be stupid, police are probably following you. You are a suspect and she is a victim, got it?

Casey: I’m really sorry, I’m not thinking straight. Let’s do this. We follow her.

Selina: Let’s go now.

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