Death of a Vegas Showgirl Page #6

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I want you all there

dressed and ready to go

an hour before.

All right?

And I expect

the performance of your lives.

- Hey, Deb?

- Yeah?

How are you feeling?

I'm good.

Really good.

The first time I saw you,

I knew

that I wanted you as the lead,

and now, here we are.

Tonight is for both of us.

Thanks, Kevin,

for having faith in me.

Honestly... I'm ready.

You're ready.

I'm starving.

You want lunch?

Yeah, except

you're buying, okay?

After everything

you've put me through...

Oh, girl...

Come on, you know

what I'm talking about, sister!

I heard that Alicia got

a call back at the Mandalay.

Good for her.

I also heard

that you may have had

something to do with that.

Purely rumor.

Ah. You are such

a mother hen.

That makes me sound old.

Oh, you are.

Are you nervous

for tonight?

Totally.

I got the butterflies.

You're going to be awesome.

I just don't want

to let anybody down, you know?

Well, you never have.

Seriously?

I've been a mess lately.

It's okay.

And a b*tch.

Yes, undeniably so.

Fully embraced that part.

Oscar-worthy stuff.

There.

I'm just glad you're back.

Bitchiness and all.

You seem really happy.

I am happy.

Good.

I moved to this crazy town

two and a half years ago.

I got to meet

my best friend.

Oh, who's that?

Oh, you have to meet her.

She's pretty awesome.

I love you.

I couldn't have made it

without you.

Thank you, senorita.

Well, it is only 13 more days

to Christmas,

so you better get busy

and buy me something fabulous.

Likewise.

I want something big, and shiny.

Oh, yeah,

that's not going to happen.

So, what are you doing

this afternoon?

Nothing.

Just hanging out.

Okay, good!

Good.

Good.

Bye.

Bye!

Well, did she

call anyone?

Not me.

I haven't heard anything.

Where's Debbie?

Dammit!

She said she would not do this.

She'll be here.

Tonight of all nights!

Where the hell are you?

You already missed

the first show.

Now you're going

to miss your solo!

You are on soon!

Get. Here. Now!

Debbie, where are you?

We are on in 10 minutes.

You need to be here!

I hope you're okay.

Still nothing from Debbie?

Nothing.

No calls or texts.

I'm worried, Celeste.

It's been two days.

I know.

I'll be there in a few hours.

Call you when I land.

But the police are

in charge of missing persons,

and my sister is missing!

At this time,

it's just not something

we're investigating.

I flew all the way out here,

and you've done nothing?

Ma'am, all these people

are missing as well.

Look, over 200 people

go missing in this city

every month.

Many of them come

back by themselves.

I'm very sorry.

Check back with us

in a couple of days.

A couple of days?

You've got to be kidding me.

It's already been

a couple of days.

Oh, come on!

You've got to do something.

It's strange seeing this,

like she had

a whole other life

I never knew about.

Feels as though

I don't know her at all.

I just...

I just want to find her.

It's our mother's

birthday today.

Come here.

It's okay.

You must be so scared.

I'm terrified.

I know in my heart

Debbie's still out there.

Okay?

There's so many people

willing to help.

Thank you for being here.

Debbie told me

she has amazing friends.

We love her very much.

She was always

a social butterfly growing up,

popular in school.

And a beautiful dancer.

God, this is horrible.

We're talking about her

as if she's gone.

She's not.

It's been six days.

She's coming home.

Okay, let's get

these posters up.

Um...

Kev and Alicia,

will you two take the

north end of the strip?

Get the others

to help you.

I'm meeting Jon

to do the south end.

Would you guys

do Fremont area?

Remember, hit up

all the studios, restaurants,

anything you can think of.

We've got to get

some attention on social media,

and, hopefully,

the police will do more.

Debbie's out there, okay?

We're going to find her.

Celeste, you're going back

to the police station, right?

I just can't believe

this is happening.

She kept promising

to get me out to Vegas,

and she did.

Here I am...

No, I'm sorry,

no comment. No comment.

You don't seem

overly concerned.

These girls,

you know, the dancers,

they come to this city,

and then, in no time...

What the hell

is that supposed to mean?

That she deserved it?

That she asked

for what's happened to her

because of who she is?

I didn't mean it

to sound that way.

She's my sister!

What can we do

to help find her?

You're the cops,

and you're not looking.

This is Vegas.

People come here to disappear,

and people leave all the time

and never tell a soul.

Look, I'm sorry, but...

we have a lot of cases

ahead of this one.

My sister has been missing

for a week,

and I want the Vegas P.D.

to do their job.

If you don't,

I'll tell the reporters outside.

I'm sorry.

Word has gotten out

about Debbie.

If you don't make this

a priority,

I will tell them

that you're doing nothing,

that you don't care.

Just watch me.

Somebody knows something.

You don't even

have to say your name.

Just call the police.

We all want

to find her,

and I'm going

to bring her back.

We love you, Debbie.

Please come home.

Debbie?

Yes?

It's Detective Nelson.

We found Debbie's car.

Is there anything

that we could use here?

Let me go!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I can't let you in.

Please, please!

It's my sister!

There's nothing here...

just a makeup bag in the car.

Then where is she?

Right now, we're treating this

as a missing person's case.

It's always been that.

I know that you felt that way,

but we needed

something more concrete.

Her missing

was concrete enough.

You should have been

looking sooner.

I promise you,

we'll let you know

anything we find out.

Yes, great.

Great, great, great.

Nice movement.

Just work on

relaxing.

Look like you're trying

to enjoy yourself,

and, uh...

big smile.

Okay, let's

try it again.

Excuse me, Kevin?

Yeah.

Detective Nelson,

Vegas P.D.

Do you have

a couple of minutes?

Sure.

Hi.

I'd like to ask you

a few questions

about the disappearance

of Debbie Flores Narvaez.

Okay.

When was the last

time you saw her?

A week ago.

It was around the time

she was supposed to start

in the lead of Rendez-Vous,

which was odd of her

to miss that night,

of any night.

Any hints before that,

that something was wrong?

No. She was on a high.

She'd just broken up

with her boyfriend,

finally.

She was in

a really good space.

Jason Griffith, right?

Yeah.

And what was

their relationship like?

Intense. They were

obsessed with each other.

You know, they would always

fight, break up,

get together, break up.

He was controlling

and manipulating,

and I don't think

she saw that,

and that's

what sidetracked her

from her dancing.

So she ended it?

Yeah...

well, so she said,

but I don't know.

It's like she couldn't

accept the fact

that he didn't love her

as much as she loved him,

and it drove her crazy.

I think more than anything,

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