Krampus: The Reckoning Page #3

the fresh one, so.

Okay.

Hey uh,

last night, we didn't?

I mean, I didn't

like do anything to?

Make a total ass of yourself?

Hell I know I did that, but...

You're fine Miles.

Nothing to be ashamed of,

nothing to brag about.

All right, good.

So uh, I guess it's

see you later then.

Later.

We're sorry,

the number you have dialed

is not in service at this time.

Child Protective Services,

this is Sandra.

Hi Sandra, this is Dr. Stewart

calling for Angie Durant.

Hold please.

This is Angie.

Hey Angie, this

is Dr. Stewart,

I'm working with Maricopa

County Homicide right now

on a case involving a minor.

One Zoe Weaver, date

of birth, 9-6-04.

Case number?

Uhm, AZ640213.

Okay, just one second here.

Hmm, nothing's coming up.

What was that number again?

AZ640213.

Let me try again.

Nope, no case files

matching that number.

Really?

I have it pulled up

right in front of me.

It's Zoe Weaver,

current legal guardians

Catherine and Theodor Holezer.

Former guardians,

Delores and Henry Kelly.

Uh the number I have

for them is no good.

But the address is

860 North Range Road,

looks like it's in

a town called Riley.

I've just

ran a name search as well,

and the only Zoe

Weaver that comes back

is from a case in 1992.

This is crazy, I'm gonna

send you the link right now.

Hang on.

Ugh, now the page isn't loading.

It could be a server issue,

but everything seems

to be working fine

on my end.

Okay, well thanks for your time.

Sorry I

couldn't be of anymore help.

Not a problem.

Have a great day, doctor.

You too, bye.

Well, so much for the

simple suicide, huh?

What do we got?

Same MO as the last one.

Small contained burn.

No obvious point of origin,

no explainable accelerance.

Consistent in the fact

that I can't give you

a single useful answer.

James, do you have any idea?

Yeah.

Get a load of this.

Joseph Mooney, RN.

Mercy Immanuel.

Pediatrics unit.

That's Zoe Weaver's unit.

Hmm-mm.

Hey Rachel, it's Miles,

come as soon as you

get this, all right?

We've gotta get something

from the Weaver kid.

Any way we can.

Hello?

Oh my God, please!

Who are you?

I'm Dr. Rachel Stewart,

I'm with Maricopa

County Homicide.

You a cop?

I'm a doctor, I

work with the police.

What do you want?

I'm looking for

Delores or Henry Kelly?

What for?

I need to ask them about

their former foster child,

Zoe Weaver.

Mama?

This lady here is

from the police.

She wants to talk

to you about Zoe.

Ms. Kelly.

My name is Rachel Stewart,

I'm with Maricopa

County Homicide.

Ms. Kelly I'd like to

discuss your former ward,

Zoe Weaver.

He was a good man.

Not perfect.

But Lord knows he

didn't deserve to die...

Don't worry.

What?

I didn't say anything.

There's nothing

wrong with my coffee.

No, of course not.

It's very good, thank you.

So it's just the

two of you here?

Why do you wanna know about Zoe?

She might have been

a witness to something,

but, I'm having a hard time

getting through to her.

I thought maybe...

I'm not surprised she grew

up to be hell on wheels,

sh*t, she sure was

that way 20 years ago,

when she came to stay with us.

There must be some mix up,

I'm talking about Zoe Weaver.

The blond-haired devil child.

But we must be talking

about different people.

The girl that I'm

talking about...

Here it is.

This is impossible.

I don't even know why I kept it.

I only have so few

pictures of my Momma happy.

When was this taken?

Before Daddy died, so uh,

what, it had to be '91 or '92.

That was more than 20 years ago.

Last time this was a happy home.

The girl in the picture?

Yeah, Zoe.

No...

No, it can't be.

Must've been taken a month,

maybe two, before

they found my daddy.

Rough way to go.

I only hope he was dead

before the fire got him.

He was burned?

To a cinder.

Mama swears it was Zoe.

Crazy as that sounds,

that child had the devil in her.

Can I get a picture of this?

Sure.

Did Zoe have any toys,

like strange little dolls?

You mean the Krampus?

She never parted with

that ugly little thing.

And threw a fit,

something awful,

if Momma ever tried

to take it from her.

So no, it don't surprise

me she'd still have it.

Merry Christmas now.

And watch your back with Zoe.

Why are you staring at me?

I don't stare at you even

though your face is ugly.

I'm sorry.

What happened?

What?

How did your face

get so messed up?

It was a fire.

You started it?

No.

How then?

Tell me!

Why?

Because if you tell me I

might be able to help you.

What do you mean?

Fire.

It's not your friend,

but it's mine.

It was your parents?

My dad.

He burned you?

He made you ugly forever!

He didn't mean to.

I just fell asleep.

And now you're ugly.

How does that make you feel?

I...

I...

Go on, tell me.

I don't want to.

Go away then!

Zoe?

Ashley said that

you made her cry.

That you called her ugly.

Is that true?

She is ugly.

Zoe!

We don't talk to

people like that.

We don't say things that

hurt people's feelings

and make them cry.

You've been crying too.

Crying for Joe.

You shouldn't cry for him.

He was a bad man.

I'll give this back to you,

when you learn to

speak to people nicely.

Hey, where have you been,

I've been calling all day!

Miles, we need to talk.

What I have to tell you

seems impossible, but...

We found another body.

What?

Just like the Holezers case.

Nothing but ashes left.

Oh my God, who?

Joseph Mooney.

A nurse, at Mercy Immanuel.

Children's ward.

Rachel?

I'm here.

What are the odds, huh?

There's more.

What do you mean?

I just paid a visit

to Delores Kelly,

Zoe Weaver's former

foster mother.

Yeah, and?

This is gonna sound crazy.

Hey, it's been two

solid days of crazy.

Okay, our top priority is

getting something from Zoe.

Rachel, are you hearing me?

, with this kid?

You need to get

something from her today.

And I don't care

what you gotta do,

if you gotta use a crowbar,.

Okay.

Mercy Immanuel then.

I'll meet you there.

Sir, you can't smoke that here.

What?

This is a hospital

sir, there's no smoking

on the property or

the parking lot.

All right, sorry.

I thought you quit.

Hey James.

I uhm, just spoke

to the datatechs

that State Police sent over.

Yeah, those f***ers.

Ah, they're all right.

I mean we're all supposed

to be on the same team

or something, right?

Yeah, something.

Anyway, get this.

I had 'em search his

computer for any recent

web activity.

Turns on Mooney, had the largest

collection of kiddie

porn these guys

had ever come across.

Sick bastard.

Yeah.

They say there's a whole

underground network

of these freaks that trade

the stuff like baseball cards.

All right, so how

does this connect to Zoe

and the Holezers case?

I don't know if it does.

Either way, the captain

is gonna be pissed,

and now with this whole

child porn in the mix,

there's no way he's

keeping the Feds away.

Here she is.

Gentlemen.

Child porn?

Terabytes of the stuff.

God...

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