iMurders Page #6

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- Nice to see you again.

- Mm-hmm.

Huh.

- Hey.

- Mmm. Hey.

Are we done?

It's completely done with Del Gado,

but there may be something more.

What?

People are being killed

in a chatroom.

Okay, a chatroom.

You new lady--

what kind of car does she drive?

Why? What's going on? What?

Sandra Wilson--

what does she drive?

- Why?

- Lori:
Just what is it, Joey?

I don't know. It's a car.

It's a Camaro, I think.

A Camaro.

That's-- you want to tell me

what the matter is?

I'll be outside.

What? What's going on?

- Oh!

- Ooh.

- You scared the hell out of me.

- You scare me, okay?

- Yeah. Hi.

- Hi.

These things--

where'd you run off to?

A work thing.

- I thought you were off till Monday.

- So did l.

I got called in at the last minute

to take over a program in DC.

- Why? Did you miss me?

- Mm-hmm.

Careful there--

a girl could get carried away

with all the affection

you're throwing around.

I did. I missed you.

- I did.

- Well, good.

It's nice to be missed.

- I wanted to ask you something.

- Sure.

It's about the FaceSpace chatroom

that you're involved with.

Uh, yeah, sure.

Do we have to talk about it right now?

I kind of want

to take a shower, you know,

wind down a little bit.

Okay.

- Cool?

- Yeah.

All right.

I'll be quick.

- No, take your time. Take your time.

- Have a drink.

Take your time.

I'll be right out.

Mr. Henderson?

Yes, that's right.

I'm Special Agent Romano.

This is Special Agent Washington.

We need to speak to you inside, sir.

Sure. Come on in.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

So what can we do for the FBI?

Actually, these questions

may be a bit personal.

lf you prefer,

we can interview you alone.

There are no secrets

between me and my wife.

Of course not.

Wh-- what kind of questions

do you need to ask me?

Do you participate

in a role-playing chatroom?

- The what?

- I'm sorry.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

- Do you have a computer, ma'am?

- Yes.

Well, we use it for things like bills

and emailing friends

and relatives.

Look, we don't know anything about--

what did you call it?

--role-playing chatrooms.

I'm afraid you have

the wrong information.

Look, sir, I know this is

embarrassing to talk about

but the fact is that one

of the participants in this chatroom,

a male who goes

by the username MrBigstuff08...

MrBigstuff?

...logs in from a computer

that's being used in this home.

George, do you know

anything about this?

Don't be ridiculous, Margaret.

It's obvious these people are

here simply to stir up trouble.

Not at all. This isn't

about us getting into your business.

And what is the point?

It's people are getting

systematically killed in that chatroom,

so you're either a suspect or--

- Or you could be the next victim.

- Oh my God.

- George?

- Now you listen to me

and I'm going to say this

for the last time:

There is no one in this household

that would be involved in whatever kind

of depravity you're investigating.

Now then, if there's nothing else,

I would prefer it

if you please leave.

Maybe we should take

a quick peek at that computer.

Did I not make myself clear?

Washington:
George.

Do you really want it

to go down this way?

I don't know what you think

you're going to find up here.

Richard must be home.

That boy and his crazy music.

Richard!

Richard!

Hey, Joey,

we just got a hit on a vehicle

parked outside of one

of the FaceSpacers' apartments.

It's Sandra Wilson's.

Call me.

But there's something

about the words that he uses,

the choices he makes,

the charm and the grace

in the manner he says

the words he says."

- Seamus:
You wrote that?

- I did, Grandpa.

- Oh. Can I see it?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- That's beautiful, Kelly.

- Oh, thank you.

I am so glad

that you came to visit me.

And I'll be seeing your sister, too.

- And how's that husband of hers?

- The professor?

- Seamus:
Yes.

- Kelly:
The professor's good.

- He's a good... professor.

- Huh.

All right,

so take this up to the house.

Oh, okay.

Joe, it's me.

Do you have a minute?

Yeah, it's-- it's open.

Come in.

- Hey.

- Hey.

You left kind of quickly

the other day.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Something came up.

I know. I got your note.

What's up?

I have to show you something.

All right.

I'm kind of in the middle of eating,

so maybe-- can it wait till later?

No, we need to do this now.

It needs to be right now?

You all right?

Come on in.

It's about my chat club.

What about it?

We've been playing this game--

well, it started out as a game.

This guy Mark,

he runs the group

and he sets up these competitions--

games, whatever-- every month

and I thought that this was

just one of those.

And then I-- I was in LA--

I was reading the newspaper

and I saw this.

That's Mark.

I mean, I never

really met him in person,

but to lose someone else like this--

- I was there.

- What?

- I saw it happen.

- How?

Over my webcam.

I thought he was just playing a joke.

I thought it was the game,

but then I started getting these.

This isn't a game.

- Two other people have died.

- I know.

- What?

- I know.

- I know about the murders.

- So you see?

That's my group.

I'm scared.

I could be next!

This person seems

to know my every move!

Can you help me trace these?

What can we do?

What is wrong with you?

You're looking at me like I did this.

You car was made in Boston

outside one of these people's houses.

- What? When?

- Three days ago.

- Three days ago I was in DC.

- DC. Okay.

My keys were here.

My car was in the parking lot

- the whole time.

- You can prove this? All right.

- I-- I--

- You can prove that?

I want to help you. I do.

You've got to be up front with me.

You've got to tell me what's going on.

Come with me.

- Hey, kid.

- Hey, Joe.

- Leave it on the couch.

- Okay.

Let me show you something.

- What is it?

- The site I told you about.

Read that.

Okay.

"Okay"? You really think

I could be this animal?

Get out.

- You--

- Get out.

- Joey?

- Yeah.

- What's happening?

- I've gotta start locking that door.

- Your girl not in?

- No, my girl's not in.

- We had a fight.

- About what?

About what?

About this, Lori.

Washington:

What happened?

I found some stuff in her apartment.

- What kind of stuff?

- Stuff.

Newspaper articles and things--

something about

some murders about a year ago,

and then the FaceSpace murder.

Joe, why didn't you tell us?

You're in love.

Stop.

How'd you get it?

- When I was with her last.

- Lori:
She showed them to you?

No, she didn't show them to me.

She took a shower

and then I--

I found them hidden.

- Did she see you?

- Hm-mmm.

She didn't see anything.

Then she came in here

and she was showing me some--

some emails and some texts

that were threats

and she's afraid, man.

This woman is afraid

that she might be next.

And you think it's her, don't you?

Don't, okay?

Don't put words in my mouth, Lori.

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