Never Let Go Page #4

No, I've not seen her.

- Are you sure?

- Why would I lie to you?

What happened to your face?

What, this? Dogs.

They're looking for her,

not us, not anyone else.

How do you suppose they know

to be looking for her in this road?

Maybe they're looking everywhere.

You did this.

She did this.

Come in.

We've searched for nearly

three months now.

We're out of money for food and rent.

We couldn't even afford

to fly home if we wanted to.

What happened to you?

The police have been following me.

They got the wrong idea

about what went down.

May I?

Have you had much contact

with the police?

The Spanish, yeah.

When Jake was taken from

our apartment, they tried.

But soon, the focus was on us.

Like we were suspects,

can you believe that?

Yes, I can.

I mean, I'm living proof.

The police here don't even

think I have a child.

At first, when the guy called from here,

we thought we might be getting somewhere.

Wait, what guy?

You didn't read in the papers?

That's why we took the boat over.

He said that we could get Jake back,

but he needed money.

He said that he could

prove he was alive,

but we had to hand over 50,000.

He called again, every time

on a different number.

And if we told the police anything,

we wouldn't hear from him again.

Did he have an accent?

Eastern European, wouldn't you say?

Uh...

Slovakian, maybe, from the way

that scumbag looked.

You met him.

I handed the guy 50,000 in cash.

It was our parents' life savings.

None of the numbers he called on worked.

But the next day,

this came through the door.

It was Jake's.

He was wearing it the night...

He called again asking for another

50,000, but we couldn't do it.

- When?

- Two weeks ago.

We drove out to meet him

on the road out of town.

What? Tell me everything

you remember about him.

Uh...

Bald head, goatee.

He had dark eyes.

He was stocky.

Any tattoos?

I don't know. Maybe.

There was a younger guy, the driver.

He had something on his neck.

That was it.

That was definitely it.

What else? Think.

Please give me any little detail.

Nothing. Sorry.

Apart from the smell.

The smell?

Like a chemical. Paint?

Ammonia.

He smelled of ammonia.

But my mother worked

her whole life in the tannery.

The ammonia they use

to strip hides make her sick...

You said you had a car?

Don't deviate from what I told you.

It's almost empty, and we haven't

got enough money for fuel.

This is it.

It's like a couple of dollars.

Just get as far as you can go.

I'll walk if I have to.

Please just trust me.

Police?

Where you going?

We're just on holiday,

touring around a bit, you know?

- Have you seen this woman?

- No. No, we haven't seen her.

What's she done?

She is murderer.

What was that about a murder?

The police said...

What would you do to get Jake back?

Anything it takes.

Exactly.

I can't outrun them.

I'm gonna have to ditch.

- Wait! What should we tell them?

- Anything it takes.

Hi, sweetie, it's Mama. Um...

I called you about a dozen times and

I just am beginning to worry about you.

Would you please call me

and tell me you're okay?

All right, bye for now.

When's the baby due?

The baby's due in

about four weeks' time.

Four weeks' time?

Oh, my God!

And how did you keep your expecting wife

such a secret from our viewers?

Uh, we decided it was best,

but the most important thing,

the warm wishes

from everybody is fantastic.

We saw you on the television.

They said you have killed.

Is this true?

One of those men.

Maybe two.

Good.

I'm sorry for what they did to you.

They will pay for this.

Your baby is so beautiful.

Like an angel.

This is not what we agreed.

The price just went up double.

If you can't do this in one hour,

consider it aborted.

Can I help you?

Someone f***ing try me!

This man here sells children!

He has my baby in there,

and I'm taking her back!

Go on, call the police!

They might be in time

to watch me kill him. Move!

I said move!

- Open the door!

- Listen, I'm just a middleman.

When there's demand, there is a supply.

It's like animal skin here.

No one cares if there's one animal less.

All they care is a leather bag.

It's a painful world...

Shut up and open the door.

I don't kill my product.

They're lucky to be wanted, to have

a mother who does give a sh*t.

You destroy lives.

Ironically, from someone

who killed her own father.

You think I don't know you, huh?

Problem child, problem woman.

You're so buried in your own guilt

that you don't see

what's going on around you.

Must be my buyer.

Or should I say, Sophie's buyer.

You wanna talk to them?

Hold on.

Okay, they agreed to double,

but they want her tomorrow.

Clarke?

It's over.

- I'm so sorry.

- What's over?

Everything.

See? It's just a delayed abortion.

Open the door.

I won't ask again.

Go on, open it!

Sophie...

Oh!

Mr. Anderson, accused of conspiracy

to commit a murder of a Federal Agent,

has also been accused of illegally

sourcing campaign funds

from illicit child...

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