Page 34 of Sage

“I’m so sorry about all of this, Marcy. I know it’s going to hurt like hell, but we truly appreciate your help in closing this case.”

Officer Stewart walked across the room, exiting Marcy’s apartment and closing the door behind her. Marcy walked toward the window and separated the blinds watching the officer enter her vehicle where Sage and Officer Dawn were waiting.

“I always did enjoy playing with fire.” Marcy closed the blinds and went back into the kitchen digging through the cabinet hoping for an untainted teabag but instead she found a pouch ofhot cocoa. “I just wish Sage wouldn't have been the fuel needed to make everything burn.”

She reminisced on the good times they had had as she poured the hot water into a cup and mixed in the powder.

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“Do you want to tell me what happened?” Officer Grey began the interrogation while Detective Harris stood behind the one-way glass.

“I will, but I'm feeling parched. Could I get some hot water for my tea?”

Officer Grey looked back in the direction of the Detective, as if looking for guidance if that was okay.

“Go ahead,” Harris sighed into the microphone. “Then maybe she will actually speak.”

Officer Grey got up, returning a few minutes later with a Styrofoam cup full of piping hot water.

“Can you please get the teabag from my jacket pocket?” Sage smiled sweetly as she gestured to where it was hanging. The officer obliged, getting the tea and setting it on the table so she could open it.

Grey looked annoyed as Sage dunked the tea bag a few times before letting it steep. “Now, I held up my end of the deal, your turn.”

“You're right. What would you like to know?” She smiled sweetly.

“Why don't you start at the beginning?” The officer stated. “I'll take notes and ask the questions from there.”

Sage held the cup in her hand and took a sip. “But what about my attorney?” She continued to drink. Annoyed, the officer got up and exited to room to go speak with the Detective.

“Of course she wants an attorney,” Grey bitched at Harris.

“She does have a right to one,” Harris responded, holding his hand up to prevent Grey from speaking. “Is she behaving strangely to you?” Both officers stared through the glass observing Sage.

“Don't worry Hans, we will be together again soon.” They heard her say through the speaker as she laid her head down on the table.

Just then, Officer Stewart came in. “All of her tea came back positive for the poison.”

Both Officer Grey and Detective Harris looked at each other and back where Sage had laid her head.

“Fuck.”

Sage always had ways of making sure she didn't get caught, down to the last moments of her very existence in that room.

They rushed into the interrogation room but Sage had already slipped away, only a note remained.

The phoenix is weighed down by the rubble, unable to rise. While the crow finds only ashes, its treasure lost.