In the Dark Page #4

three blocks in every

direction.

Talk to anyone you see.

Indigent, homeless--

I don't care.

Every neighbour

in every building.

Check the roofs,

do not pollute

the crime scene.

You know the drill.

Ali! What happened?

Were you attacked?

Linda's dead.

What? How?

She found the body.

What happened?

You're Jeffrey

McAuley?

Yes.

Detective Roy Archer.

I need to ask Ms. Lear

some questions.

But she's pretty

distraught.

She was asking for you,

so I just thought we'd wait.

Thanks. She lives

right over here.

If we could just--

Sure.

So, the last time you saw

the deceased

was three nights ago.

Yes.

She came over for dinner.

And neither of you

are aware of any enemies

the deceased may have had--

ex-boyfriends?

No. No enemies or exes

that I know of.

But we didn't know her

very well.

Jeff!

Ali, we didn't.

She moved in,

we met her.

We hung out

a few times, but--

that's all we really know.

You say she mentioned

being scared.

She said that.

But I thought she was

just talking.

For attention,

you know.

Right.

She was like that.

So, you don't think

she had

any reason

to be scared?

I don't know.

Not more than

anyone else.

The neighbourhood

is what it is.

Well, there were signs

of a burglary,

but no forced entry,

which means Miss Gamon

knew her assailant.

Or at least let him in.

I don't want to speak

badly about anyone

but I think you should

consider the possibility

that she brought someone home.

A man, I mean.

She-- she was

aggressive sexually.

Jeff!

Ali--

you don't know and I didn't

want to say anything, but--

Did you see someone

or what?

No, no, nothing like that.

But she came on to me

pretty aggressively one night.

I just think

that maybe

you should consider

the possibility.

Maybe.

Maybe.

Tell me,

Mr. McAuley,

when she came on to you,

did you encourage her

in any way?

No.

Well, the murder weapon

appears to have been

a plate or a dish

of some sort.

A plate?

Well, not really

a plate.

A heavy dish

of some sort.

We found small pieces

of ceramic

in her wounds.

A casserole dish?

Yeah, maybe.

You said Miss Gamon brought

something over for dinner?

Yes.

Did she take it

when she left?

No. No, she

left it here.

May I see it?

It might be part

of a set.

Sure.

Is that the dish?

She brought some sweet potato

stuff in it.

Let's have a look.

Alright.

That's it for now.

If you remember

anything else,

please give me

a call.

We will, thanks.

Good.

Poor Linda.

I just want to

take a shower.

Me, too.

When I get home.

Jeffrey, can you

stay here tonight?

I don't want to be alone.

I'll be right back.

I just need to

change my clothes.

Thank you.

My name's Alex Smith,

I'm a reporter with the Times.

I just want to find out

what's going on here.

Can you tell me

what happened?

Ali, it's Dr. Weinette.

I hate to leave

a message like this

but I was doing some digging

into Jeffrey's past

and, well, I have--

I have some serious

concerns.

Please call me on my cell

as soon as you can.

It's urgent.

Will help you through

the adjustment period.

He can be a great help.

Something feels different

about this picture.

What do you mean?

It just doesn't

feel right.

Just making sure

the camera still works.

This is mine.

I'm sorry, Ali.

I knew it was wrong

but I just couldn't

help it.

I couldn't help myself.

I just wanted to be

close to you

like they were.

Please don't say that.

It's so much better

when I'm here with you.

Better than what?

Than my life ever was.

This is my life, Jeffrey.

You can't just

take it like that.

I'm not taking it.

I just want to be

a part of it.

I want to help you.

Don't be scared of me.

Ali...

I love you.

You have no idea

what it was like

coming here every day,

seeing you,

not being able

to tell you how I feel.

I found this.

Give me that!

I'll give it to you,

you son of a b*tch.

You shouldn't

have done that!

You gave that to me!

That was mine!

Oh my God.

Jeff?

Jeffrey?

Jeffrey?

Jeffrey?

I know where you are.

What are you doing?

I am protecting us

from them--

from all of them!

Why did you kill

Linda?

What?

Why did you kill

Linda?

Because she was trying to

force us apart.

She was trying to--

Damn it!

I can't see!

Where are you?

Where are you?!

Ugh, damn it!

Where are you?!

Ali!

Where are you?!

Where are you?!

You think you can

get away from me?

You want me?

Good.

Come here.

I'm right here.

Find the blind lady.

Come on.

He always talked about her

in the past tense,

so how was I to know?

You thought

she was dead?

Yes, I thought his mother

was dead.

But she had met someone,

a man,

and when she did,

Jeffrey became very paranoid,

abusive.

So much so that

she had to actually

leave town.

No one knew. Not even

Dr. Weinette.

Dr. Weinette?

Dr. Weinette.

Every time I speak to her,

I hear remorse in her voice.

She feels responsible.

In a way, she--

No, there was no way

to see.

No way to know what

was going to happen.

I just have to make the best

out of an awful situation.

I-- I never thought that I would

make another piece of art

or have the privilege

to teach a single student.

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