After the Factory Page #5

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I can't help you with Darryl, I'm afraid.

After what happened, I sent him home.

And he didn't show up for work this morning.

No phone calls, nothing.

That's not like him.

I'll make sure to tell him

you dropped by.

No, please, just ...

What would he want ...

... with any of these?

Did you write this?

Me? No.

Well I can guarantee you

it wasn't written by Darryl

Or anybody else on my stuff

for that matter.

How can you do that?

Accurate notation is

paramount to patient care.

Spelling is all wrong

and It's medically inaccurate.

What's all this stuff for?

Nutritional supplements,

for malnourishment.

Heparin, is an anticoagulant.

It's for thrombosis,

for patients with immobility.

F.S.H. Is a fertility drug.

- It's injectable.

- I don't understand.

All this sh*t's been missing from the hospital

for the best part of three years, right?

The exact same time frame as our case.

Most of this stuff, prolongs life.

Maybe that's why we never found a body

Do you think Darryl's holding these girls?

Darryl didn't write this sh*t.

This is somebody else's handwritting.

I think there's somebody else.

Maybe he's with somebody else.

What do you think?

You want to know what I think?

I think you need to go home.

I think you need to stay your family.

I think you need to get your f***ing

head straight, that's what I think.

- Oh , Come on!

- Come on what? You had this for 12 hours Mike.

You had this last night

and you sat on it?

You didn't think to tell me about it?

How the f*** does that

helping me find Abby?

That's not us Mike.

That's not who we are.

Look, Mike.

I have heard you ... and I'm on it.

Get some sleep.

Trust me you'll find Abby.

Hello?

Listen, It's only a matter of time.

We just got to be smart, right?

See, my dad is looking for us.

- He's looking for all of us right now.

- No one is looking for us silly.

He is. I swear to God,

This is his case.

I've seen your pictures on his wall.

I know.

He never stopped looking for you.

Okay? I swear to God.

- And my family will not give up ...

- Shut up! This is your family now.

No, no.

Please, this is ...

This is not a family.

You can't say that.

Too late.

Wait.

We are in this together ...

right?

Right?

Wrong.

Wait!

She was telling secrets daddy.

Talking about leaving us.

Said her dad is going to look

for us and find us.

But we don't want him to,

because we belong here with you.

Is that right?

It's true daddy.

Thank you ladies.

Now you're going to see how

things happen around here.

Again.

- God!

- You'll learn, honey.

You will learn that this ...

This is a sign of trust ...

Of loyalty, of commitment.

Because without commitment,

we're nowhere.

You are sick!

I guess we're going to have to explain it again.

So I hear from one of my girls,

same night Abby went missing

Some guy tries to drag her into his car.

A dark sedan.

She cracks a bottle over his head, you know?

Hits him pretty good.

And gets the f*** out of there.

I don't even know her.

She works out of this apartment here.

Girls get beat up every night of the weekend here

so it could easily be nothing.

I just thought even though is nothing,

maybe it's something.

Your loss, buddy.

I'm looking for Emma.

Three doors, down on the left.

Make yourself at home.

Is this your first time?

Yeah.

Yeah, you'll be fine.

Must hurt.

Yeah, you should have seen the other guy.

Yeah?

- You got in a fight? Someone hit you?

- Oh, yeah.

It was really scary.

I wish you would have been there

because you would have ...

You would have hurt him for me, right?

I would have f***ing killed him.

Who's this guy?

What did he look like, the guy who hit you?

I don't know.

He came at me from behind.

So I couldn't ... see his face.

He just kept telling me to shut up.

What did he sound like?

- I mean, what his voice sound ...

- I don't know.

Like he wasn't from around here.

He had an accent maybe?

- What kind of accent did he have?

- What is this, 20 questions?

He sounded like a redneck, Okay?

And he smelled like a f***ing

hotdog stand.

Onions and sh*t.

Anything else you want to know?

I don't get it.

You want to f*** him or me?

Just slow down for a minute.

I just want to get to know you.

- I just want to take it easy.

- You want to take it easy?

You know what, time is money mister.

Don't do that!

- I'm sorry.

- F***.

Nice one, a**hole.

I just got he down.

Get the f*** out of here before Jerome

throws your ass down the stairs.

You've got to commit to him.

That's why we're here.

The other girls aren't.

We only did what we had to.

And good girls get rewards.

Like once a week, he invites one

of us upstairs for date night.

With good food and a nice soft bed.

You can sometimes see out the window

and everything.

Don't waste your breath.

At this rate, she won't even last

'till the end of the week.

Ain't that right, princess?

Why, why, why?

- Sure starting to come down now.

- What?

Oh, yeah.

Don't look like you go anywhere in a hurry.

I'll forgive you.

You're eating with me tonight.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

I didn't mean to mess up.

I promise I'm not going to do it anymore.

I'm sorry too.

I don't like having to do things like that, It's ...

That's not me.

You going to eat something finally?

Go on. I trust you.

I just spoke with TSA at Buffalo Niagara.

Delta's got a Darryl Kennedy

booked to fly out on the 9:30

But the airpost just cancelled

all flights because of the storm.

Call all the units to the terminal

in case the a**hole shows up.

And put a uniform outside his aparment.

- You find him, I am your first call.

- Got it.

Where are you?

While I'm eating fried chicken

and drinking wine ...

I'll probably tell daddy that

you aren't really sorry after all.

That you told me you hated him and ...

Never wanted to be part of this family.

Hey, you can't touch his things.

- You're so f***ed.

- Please don't do that. He'll kill you.

Nice knowing you.

What the hell is going on?

- Brittany! You of all people.

- Daddy, no ...

No daddy, you don't understand!

It's not what you think.

- Sure as sh*t looks like it.

- Please don't do that.

- I'll be better, I promise, Daddy.

- You left me no choice girl.

Please don't make me go in there daddy.

- Please!

- Go on!

- It's so cold.

- Get in the goddamned well.

You heard that sh*t, move your hands.

Oh my God, stop, please!

Please let her go.

You can't do that.

Please stop, she's striving.

She's going to die.

Please, she's pregnant!

That's why she hit the buzzer,

she wanted to tell you

And she put on the music

and she was happy, I promise.

- How did she know?

- We just know these things!

Please, daddy, please,

she's going to die!

Lauren. No secrets.

It's true daddy.

Hurry, is she breathing?

Is she okay?

Yes, she's going to be okay.

Up you go girl.

She just swallowed a bunch of water.

Didn't you darling?

She's going to sleep it off.

She'll be right as rain.

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