Edge of Darkness Page #3
at your pain, I think.
Though I'm sure I cannot
imagine its full dimensions.
I've taken up enough
of your time.
I'd like to talk to
her friends if any.
Yes, of course. I'll see what
I can do. I'll tell Personnel.
Give you a list. Of contact
numbers and so forth.
Can I ask you a question?
What does it feel like?
- David.
- You ready for this?
- I'm ready for anything.
- We have a DNA match.
Oh, really?
Give me the skinny.
You got no buzz of
this guy? Nothing?
This guy was a professional.
This guy was a hit man.
What's the matter? You
were looking at something.
Tell me what you're
looking at.
It says in the evidence log the
hair you found was 2,5 inches.
So he cut his hair.
Not as recently as
a week ago.
- So what are you saying?
- I'm not saying anything.
Hair can stick to a hat
for a long time. Years.
Decades.
Why would a pro blow off
two barrels with a shotgun
instead of saving
one for his target?
Creeping up on a bereaved
man at a murder scene
is not very bright.
Mr. Craven, we have
things to talk about.
Like your name and
what you're doing here?
Like who shot
your daughter.
You know who
shot my daughter?
If I was looking for a man who
might have shot your daughter,
and I had a limited imagination,
of which I do not,
A known killer.
An unusually well known
killer. Makes you think.
- What are you burning?
- None of your business.
Yeah, go ahead.
- Cigar?
- Not celebrating just now.
I know you don't smoke.
I saw your DARPA file.
That's my way of telling you
you've got a DARPA file.
Are you going to tell
me what that is?
Defense Advance Research
Project Agency.
Their slogan is:
"Scienta est Potentia"
And I know you know Latin.
Sto sursum. You know what
that means, yeah?
- Stand the f*** up.
- Please do so.
Well it seems like you're
no one in particular.
Just some English guy,
standing on my lawn,
with a District of Columbia
drivers license.
Thank you.
- Is Northmoor part of DARPA?
- Well, that's hard to tell.
Why are you here?
a possible terrorist threat to
United States of America.
I said "flagged",
I didn't say she was.
Department didn't come up
- with that one.
- Funny if they had.
What the f*** are you
burning out there?
F***ing Christ.
My English friend Mr. Davenport,
about 6 feet tall, 220 pounds,
is enjoying a cigar.
Did he put it out?
You said my daughter
was a terrorist.
I didn't. But someone did.
Who are you, Mr. Jedburgh?
I'm a friend of the corps.
And I'm a bit f***ing
cold out here.
Pills, pills, pills.
Not like when we were kids.
When it was pills, pills, pills
in a very different context.
You're not much of a
partier, are you Craven?
Do you believe in fun?
What, do you mean recently?
What's your interest
in my daughters death?
I don't like the look of it.
Tell me what you think.
Do you recognize?
Should I?
They broke into a US classified
nuclear research facility,
then drowned in the Connecticut
Now I know that sounds like
bollocks. But it's not.
Northmoor isn't federal.
I checked.
So if you're saying my daughter
was involved with these people
the most you can get her
for is trespassing.
Her apartment was tossed.
Her computer was stolen.
And do the police know
that you know that?
No.
You're a smart f***er.
What does Northmoor do?
What have they done?
The people who drowned
belonged to "Night Flower".
Tree huggers. Militants.
New Age fuckups.
Sometimes they
blow sh*t up.
Infrequently, and
not very well.
You can look them up.
The organization itself,
not the dead guys.
They are classified.
She wasn't an activist. Not the
type. My daughter wasn't a joiner.
She was more like me.
If she did anything, whatever
she did, she did it alone.
can become an activist.
I mean you see something
so wrong, you have to act.
Even if it means
the end of you.
Lets just say
she was involved.
Her companions died.
Then she came home.
She didn't say anything.
but she didn't make it.
department of one,
which is me, to let you
continue your investigation,
even if you sometimes burn
the evidence in your backyard.
And you, an officer
of the corps.
I'm not going to
arrest anyone.
I never do.
Will you try to stop me?
It depends.
See you around.
I do sometimes like that
feel like Diogenes.
You know the guy who
walked around with a lamp.
Looking for an honest man.
How did it turn out?
Well, for him?
I don't remember.
But you and I have
done pretty good.
Bonne chance.
wait until I was a nice guy.
As a career move man, I
seriously need to be seen
telling you to f*** off.
You have no idea,
you don't understand.
Go home! Go home!
There's nothing you
can do to me.
There are times when you
dont have a choice what
kind of f***ing guy you are.
You understand that because
May I?
Drinking the good stuff because
your job is going so well?
Is this an intervention?
If it is I'd like to call a
few people that don't
whack me around because
Im afraid for my life.
I assumed you'd be
some kind of scientist.
Didn't think your daughter
would go for a grease monkey?
Something like that. Yeah.
If you want to beat yourself up.
And what if I said she said
I reminded her of you?
Except drinking.
Something to do with the
absence of bullshit and
no patience for
Broadway musicals.
You're looking at me
like I'm crazy.
Somebody shot my girlfriend,
have you factored that in?
What do you know
about Night Flower?
- What did interest you?
Emma.
Look. I'm under contract.
I have a five year contract.
I'm surveilled. I'm going to
loose my f***ing job
if I talk to you no
matter who's dead.
How did my daughter get
people through the security
in a classified nuclear
R&D facility?
There's a rumor
she had help.
- You?
- No.
I passed the polygraph
at work.
What happened?
Come on, level with me
here, I'm not a cop.
Now it's just you and me.
What happened?
You got somewhere
else we can talk?
You didn't pass the polygraph,
they just told you you did.
Emma was writing to
Senator Pine.
And at some point she went
to this grease ball loco.
A lawyer to see about
getting out of her...
What was the name
of the lawyer?
- Sampson... Sanderman.
- Sanderman.
Anyway, said nobody
could help her.
Whistleblowers always
sound like psychos.
And I didn't get
back to her.
So she helped out these
Night Flower a**holes.
She got them in through
the cooling tunnels.
She didn't go in herself.
But she was there.
How was Emma
exposed to radiation?
She wasn't.
That's what Im saying, she
didn't go into the tunnels,
they were exposed, but she
couldn't have been exposed,
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