388 Arletta Avenue Page #3

Anything on Amy?

I'm afraid not.

But we did get a call today,

however from a Bill Burrows.

- What?

- He said you've been harassing him.

- Today? He called?

- About an hour ago.

- An hour ago?

- You're familiar with him then?

Yeah, we went to school together,

I haven't seen him in years.

Then you're suggesting he made

this all up out of the blue?

No, I called him.

Like I said, I was checking

people out. From my past.

- But you didn't see him?

- No.

Do you mind if I come in

for a minute, Mr Deakin?

- Why?

- Well, I just need to fill out a report.

Well, I'm heading to work.

If you prefer, we can go

down to the station.

Yeah, sure.

Why don't I go after you?

This is really against my

better judgment, dude.

You don't have to ...

Trust me, it's in there.

Yeah.

OK. Thanks.

- You're not going to use it, I hope?

- I don't know.

- Well, you didn't get it from me, right?

- No, OK.

You want to fill me in on

what is going on?

I get calls every god damn day from

your sister in-law. She's freaking out.

- Katherine called you?

- Yeah, she's worried about Amy.

- You haven't spoken to her?

- Me? No.

- Nothing happened?

- What do you mean?

- Between the two of you?

- Like what?

Anything I should be

worried about?

Nah. I'm dealing

with it, OK?

- What about Bill?

- What about him?

You eliminate him?

What does that mean?

From your list. You said you

were going to go check him out.

- Yeah, it's not Bill.

- Not Bill.

No, not Bill.

Whoever you are...

I get the feeling you

can hear me.

If you are somehow listening,

I don't know why

you're doing this.

I think you're playing some

kind of game with me.

But I'm done.

I'm not playing any more. OK?

If you want me, I'm here.

If you want to play, then

come and see me.

Hello...

Need to talk to you.

Don't hang up.

Don't...

Hello.

Sh*t.

Listen, I'm coming up.

I just want to talk

to you, OK?

Hey!

Hey!

Come on!

Come on!

You sonafabitch!

You sonafabitch!

Come on, where'd you go?

How would you feel about

me calling the police?

White chevy van.

License plate EM36PC.

Here's what were going to do.

I'm going to come home

from work tomorrow.

And Amy's going to be there,

And everything's going to

be back to normal, OK?

You're going to forget about me and I'm

going to forget about you. You hear me?

Were going to move on, unless

you'd rather deal with the police.

Because they could fry us both at

this point, if that's what you want.

If you agree, then just

hang up the phone.

I said if you agree ...

Amy!

Amy!

Amy!

Amy...

Oh god...

Hello James.

Amy?

Amy it's Katherine.

Mr Deakin.

I see you.

Deakin, you here?

Son of a b*tch!

Nooo! He killed her!

Put the gun down now!

- He killed her.

- No, It's not me.

- Don't!

- She's dead.

- Oh God, oh God!

- Katherine!

- Oh God!

- No! No!!!

Sh*t.

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July 27, 2016

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