Looking around and seeing no one, and noticing the bloodstain on the wall, Maggie Clarke fixed her gaze on Vera Wave's door and stepped up to knock.
Vera pulled the door open. Seeing Maggie, she feigned a look of confusion.
"Auntie, is there something you need?"
Maggie snorted coldly, pushed Vera aside, and walked into the room. She glanced around, pulled open the bed curtains, then walked over to the wardrobe and yanked it open, only to find it empty.
She turned towards the slightly ajar window and headed for it.
A look of panic flashed across Vera's face. She quickly stepped forward to block the window, forcing a chuckle as she asked, "Auntie, what are you looking for?"
"Get out of my way!" Maggie shoved her aside. The force was so great that Vera stumbled back two steps and fell heavily to the floor. Maggie strode forward and grabbed Vera's hair. "Where is he?!"
This, of course, wasn't in the script; it was Maggie Clarke improvising.
