Edge of Darkness Page #2

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"Searching..."

"David Burnham"

Tom!

You ready for this?

Ski mask found in a hedge

five doors from you.

We got hair. Caucasian.

It's in for DNA.

- Keep me posted.

- Where are you going?

Mr. Burnham?

Mr. Burnham, yeah?

Yeah.

Settle down. Alright?

I'm not going to hurt you.

I see you know my daughter.

Are you her boyfriend?

Alright. Okay.

I'm Emmas father.

I'm going to let you go now.

You're going to be alright.

- Okay?

- Yeah.

Okay, be nice. Okay?

Jesus.

I'm sorry but you're going to

get the f*** out of here now.

Give me a minute, alright?

I want to ask you some questions.

Why not answer the door

like everybody else?

What the hell are

you so scared of?

Is this your handgun?

How did my daughter get

a god damned handgun?

Did you give it to her?

Is this yours?

I gave it to her.

Alright.

Why?

I didn't notice a shotgun

in your list of weapons.

- Do you own one?

- Do you think that I...?

Your pistol.

You licensed it in Vermont,

it's illegal in Massachusetts.

I tell the local police barracks

you opened the door with it

that's an automatic year in jail.

Not that I dont have you

by the balls already for trying

to stick me in the doorway.

- You'd be lying.

- I don't care.

I know you.

You're her dad.

And you never came to

visit her. Didn't even bother.

Yeah, well... you

worked with her.

And I need to know what

kind of trouble she was in.

I can't talk about that.

There's security structures.

Clearance to what we do.

I understand you

won't help me.

But I'm confused you

wont help Emma.

She's dead, man. There's

no way to help Emma.

There are probably two

f***ing guys out there

watching and listening to

us right f***ing now

Now, I'm sorry, but you need

to get the f*** out of here now.

Please.

Or I'm dead.

There's something

I need to give you.

Yeah? Sure, go ahead.

Here's the keys

to her place.

And her personal things.

Thanks.

I'm going to leave you alone

now until you realize

you got to talk to me.

Alright?

Yeah.

I know you're a good guy

otherwise Emma wouldn't

have nothing to

do with you.

Here's my card. It's got

my cell on it, okay?

Call.

You were right,

I dont like him.

Why did you have

a gun, honey?

Jesus.

Is there something I

could do for you, Millroy?

What do you do

usually, Jedburgh?

If someone has a national

security problem...

they dial a number in

(Northern Virginia?)

And then I decide

what happens next.

What's your problem?

You're a consultant in security.

I'm merely consulting.

So consult.

There's a company

called Northmoor.

They own a number of

defense department contracts.

It's not an agency front,

if that's what you think.

- It's a real private company.

- That is unusual.

They have private security.

Autonomous security.

I'm autonomous myself.

These are the facts:

One of their secure facilities

was penetrated.

Three people died

making their escape.

A fourth, an employee who

may have been involved

has been killed.

- By Northmoor security?

- I didn't say that.

No one would.

Fact is, we don't know.

She was shot dead

five nights ago.

Her father is a

Boston Detective.

Boston police are working

on the assumption

that her father was

the target.

And what assumption

are we working on?

That he wasn't.

- Who killed her?

- That's not the issue at this point.

National security

is the issue.

I know your function, Jedburgh.

This has to be cleaned up.

Whatever it takes.

Yes.

Are you absolutely sure you

want me to look into this?

Cause you have to be

absolutely sure.

- She was killed in Boston.

- Yeah.

But this isn't a

part of that.

You think it's a

funeral robbery?

Yeah.

Look..

I don't want this mixed up

with the other business.

I don't need the

trouble, alright?

Do me a solid in

Boston sometime.

Thanks.

Hello?

Hello. My name is

Tom Craven.

Your number was in my

daughters phone records.

I'm Emma's father.

I'm a policeman.

I just want to know what

you were to Emma.

Find out what happened.

It says in the papers

what happened.

Someone tried to kill you

and they got her.

Is that what you

think happened?

I run a shop.

A luggage shop.

I want to keep

running a shop.

I'd like to talk to

you in person.

- Would you do that?

- About Northmoor?

Yeah, sure. About anything

you want to talk about.

How do I know

you're you?

When you meet me,

you will know that guy

can't be anyone else

but Emma's father.

Will you help me?

I'm out of state,

I'm at my grandmothers.

I have your number,

I'll call you.

I'm here to see

John Bennett.

Detective Craven.

Jack Bennett.

- I'm sorry for your loss.

- Thank you.

Can I say how shocked we all

were to hear of Emma's death.

She was a valued

member of our team.

I can't say I knew her

very well personally, but

she is well thought of.

She is missed.

Thank you.

In the Sixties, this hill

was excavated.

The site for Nike

nuclear missiles.

Miles of tunnels

and launch chambers.

- I'm sure Emma told you.

- She never talked about work.

So Northmoor bought this

from the federal government?

- Well, we lease it.

- For money?

- Coffee?

- I'll have a ginger ale.

Certainly.

Annie, get Detective Craven

a ginger ale, would you?

- Of course.

- Please.

You have interesting friends.

Yes.

This facility, R&D in general,

earns a great deal of money

to Massachusetts. As

reflected in the tax breaks.

How may I help you?

I supposed I want to know

what my daughter did here.

In what sense?

She didn't tell you

about our work?

She was following your

security protocols.

And what are they in

your understanding?

I dont understand anything.

She never talked about work.

Right.

Well you'll understand that

most of what we do here

is classified. Almost

everything we do.

What she did, despite

her qualifications,

your daughter

was a trainee.

Of course, she was a full

employee and there's a...

benefit package I suppose you

should see Personnel about.

I'm not interested

in that just yet.

All our people are

very well insured.

I bet they are.

Well, what we do here...

Norhtmoor is essentially

a research facility.

We have a mandate from

government to develop

a safe and clean energy source

based on fusion technology.

- Very green.

- And weapons?

Do you make them?

Well, If we did, it

would be classified.

I can tell you, since you are a

policeman and have access to

this information anyway, that

Northmoor is an important part

of the nations nuclear stockpile

and maintenance program.

We ensure that the nations

nuclear stockpile remains ready

for the presidents order.

- Not weapons, raw materials.

- Emma was a part of this?

God no. As an intern, she didn't

have any direct involvement

whatsoever. She worked on

the research floor.

We all very very much

regret Emma's death.

It must be especially

painful for you.

In the circumstances.

You mean that she was

shot instead of me.

As a parent I can only guess

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