Cry of the Owl Page #5

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of his dental records...

that's the quickest way

to identify the body.

It's not him.

It can't be.

We'll let you know.

Jenny?

I didn't kill him.

I know. I believe you.

Body was found a few yards away

from the house, under a tree.

Before she killed herself

she called her friend Susie Escham.

Jenny told her

how you two first met.

Bit creepy, don't you think?

Spying on a girl alone at night.

If you lied about that.

What else have you been lying about?

This is for you.

From Miss Thierolf.

"Dear Robert.

I've always had this feeling about

you ever since we first met.

I know you represented

something for me...

like my father's friend

did for my brother...

I just couldn't work out what it was.

The signs have been all over the place,

it was impossible to ignore them...

and now I know

what I'm supposed to do.

I hope you find your way back

to the real world...

If that's where you wanna be."

Are you going to let me in,

or what?

This should keep you going for now.

Thanks.

I'm really worried about Jenny.

She's gonna dump him really soon,

she'll see what he's about.

Robert's in a lot of trouble now.

Good.

So what do we do next?

Yeah. Hello.

Detective Lippenholtz please.

Yeah.

Hi there, this is Robert Forrester.

Yeah, somebody just shot at me.

There was this car waiting...

a gun went off and the car sped

away really fast.

You don't believe me, do you?

No! The car did not backfire!

Look, I need protection!

Okay, that's great,

thank you very much, okay? Great.

Jesus f***ing Christ.

Oh, God.

You're in a lot of trouble, huh?

How did your dog lose its leg?

Previous owner took a bat

to him and shot him.

It's a wonder he still loves people.

You were shot at?

Aren't the police doing anything?

They don't believe me.

Look, you can spend the night here,

if it'd make you feel safer.

You'll notice my wife's taste ran

to the extreme floral.

That's nice.

Ah, it's a comfortable room.

I'm sorry to hear

about your girlfriend.

Oh, she wasn't really

my girlf... Thank you.

You know, when my wife died...

I had this romantic notion

that I'd go soon after.

You know, the way they say that some

old couples do.

Here I am... a year later.

Tell you one thing, though.

I'm not afraid of dying anymore.

No. When you're young,

that's not the time to die, is it?

No.

And she killed herself.

I feel so responsible.

I feel like I botched something,

a person.

I think you need some rest.

Try to get some sleep.

Ah, you're up finally.

That was some sleep you had there.

- What time is it?

- Two in the afternoon.

Oh my God. I haven't slept

in that late since college.

- You hungry?

- Yeah.

- Sit down.

- Thank you.

Oh, sh...

I'm so sorry.

Don't worry.

It's just beer.

Can I go and get

a cloth or something?

What's wrong?

Oh, hello...

- Elaine.

- Elaine. Sorry.

I'm just going to take a look at

your arm. The bullet missed the bone.

You're incredibly lucky. I'm just

going to take a look at your arm.

- Does that hurt?

- No.

Could you raise your arm, please?

You can put it down.

Thank you.

Oh hey, look.

Another car backfired.

You have 24 hour protection.

You know who did this?

We're talking to some people, friends

of Greg's, members of his family.

I've got an idea, who did this.

It's Greg Wyncoop.

Look, I understand you hanging on to

this notion that Greg is still alive...

but come on, wake up!

Why haven't you identified

the body yet?

We've had a little trouble tracking

down Greg's dental records.

DNA tests are going to have

to be conducted now.

But like I said, Mr Forrester,

you've been assigned protection.

Drop the gun!

Drop the gun now!

No, no, no, he's getting away!

Shut up! Turn around!

Put your hands behind your back!

It's Greg Wyncoop!

He's getting away!

Put the gun down!

Put it down!

Turn around!

Sh*t! F***!

- Danny, what are you doing?

- What?

That's our guy.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

Sh*t!

Come in. Haven't you

heard of knocking?

Do you know you sleep

with your eyes half open?

What is it?

What do you want?

I think you just got lucky.

- I don't f***ing believe it.

- Neither do we.

Where did you find him?

We caught him trying to get

on a bus to the city.

He made a call from the diner

before we picked him up.

Mr Wyncoop, you say that Mr Forrester

tried to kill you?

Yep. That's right.

He tried to bash my head in with a rock

and then he tried to drown me.

He's f***ing crazy, he's...

he's a psychopath, you know?

This is f***ing bullshit, man.

I'm not the one that should

be sitting here...

it should be Robert, not me.

We know you shot that guy, it's just

a matter of time till we can prove it.

Hey Bob!

Hey Bob. I just uh heard the news.

They caught Greg Wyncoop.

Yeah.

- Really happy for you.

- Thank you.

Mr Jaffe he says he can't wait

till you come back.

That's great, huh?

Well actually Jack,

I'm leaving tonight.

I'm driving back to the city.

- Like, for good?

- Yeah.

Oh...

That's too bad.

Well you'll stay in touch,

won't you?

Sure.

What?

Do you know what I had to go through

to get you out of there?

There's gotta be five people present.

You gotta have the prosecuting

attorney, the district attorney...

You got me out didn't you?

I don't need to hear about it.

I'm sorry, dad.

I don't think sorry's

gonna cut it.

What the f*** are you doing here?

You come to jerk off?

Did you follow me here?

Robert, we just want to talk to you.

Great.

That's just f***ing great.

What?

Don't look at me like that.

Robert, this is crazy.

This is bad!

Look, he's drunk

and he's really angry.

So we have to be careful here, okay.

Robert, you have to help me.

You have to convince the police

that I had nothing to do with this.

But you did have something

to do with it.

No, no, I...

You're probably not gonna believe this,

but I still love you.

I do.

You know, the first time I saw you,

Nickie...

I fell for you straight away.

You were standing so still in that

gallery, you looked like a statue...

Iooking at that awful painting.

And then you moved, and I guess

it was f***ing downhill from then on.

I can't help you.

I won't help you.

Now? What is he saying?

Whose is that?

Is that me?

It's not a good time, dad.

What? What is it?

No... no.

Greg, what is it?

What happened?

That guy I shot...

he just died!

I'm f***ed.

This is all your fault.

Everybody just calm down!

Calm down!

Watch it you idiots!

What's wrong?

I think I hurt my neck.

Come here. Show me.

It's alright, it's alright,

take your hand away.

Okay, let me see.

Oh Jesus.

Ok... ok... ok...

Okay. Take this.

Alright, press this towel

on your neck really, really hard.

Very good.

I call an ambulance. Ok?

Hello? Could I get an ambulance

please straight away?

What? Look, it's my wife.

I think she...

Damned...

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