“Stay here, I’m going to check.”
“Maggy, please don’t! It could be dangerous. Someone could still be inside! Take your cell phone in case!” she whispered loudly.
“You can’t go in because you can’t see. I can. I’ll be right back.”
Cassy paced back and forth until Maggy returned, “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Cassandra, we have to call the police. Someone has definitely been inside your house.”
“Tell me, for god’s sake!”
“Your place has been tossed.”
“This can’t be real!” Cassandra shook her head.
“Unfortunately, it is, very.”
Handing her the phone Maggy explained, “Here, use my cell. I’ve already dialed.”
“Police, Fire, or Ambulance?” dispatch asked.
Cassandra hurriedly explained the situation and a squad car was immediately dispatched arriving a few minutes later in a blaze of lights, like a made for TV movie drama.
Constable McKinney was with them. “Ms. Jeffrey’s, this is your home?”
“Have you been inside?”
“I went to look inside but I didn’t go in,” Maggy explained.
“Please stay here, while we check it out.”
They leaned against Maggy’s car and waited for what seemed an eternity. Constable McKinney returned, his expression grim. “Cassandra, do you have somewhere else to stay the night?”
“Because you won’t want to stay here. I have to call a fingerprint team to go record this.”
“Then it’s bad.”
“It wasn’t kids and it certainly wasn’t a random act.”
“We’ll have to bring in some pros, a detective from down island. As soon as he arrives, he’ll get in touch with you. I have to ask, where were you?”
“What? Why the hell are you asking her that?” Maggy snarled.
“Has to be asked.”
“I took her to Comox to see her Ophthalmologist again. We just got back and found this!” she gestured toward the house, disgust in every line of her body.
“I want to see. I need to see!” Cassandra started toward the house.
“Cassandra, careful, you can’t see well enough to go in there!” Maggy admonished half hoping she wouldn’t be able to see the carnage at all.