On the Other Hand, Death Page #6

in my e-mail.

Please! Stop!

Dear God.

They wouldn't kill him, would they?

No. We're gonna

get him back.

But I don't have

$500,000.

Yeah, but

you have the house.

This house isn't

worth $500,000!

It's not the house.

It's about the property.

I'm willing to bet that developer

who tried to get you

to sell a few months ago would give you

anything in exchange for the title.

That's what this

whole thing's about.

He would do that

for a house?

It's a $40 million deal.

Somebody wants to make sure

it happens.

They can't get

away with this.

I can't risk them

hurting Andrew, so...

...if it's the house

he wants,

then we will

sign over the house.

Dot.

No. We have to

call the police.

No!

No. You saw

the message here.

They know how to deal

with kidnappers.

Well, so do you,

don't you?

Please. Help us.

Okay.

But if we do this,

we do it my way.

Hang on.

- Hey.

- How badly is Andrew hurt?

Uh, just beat up

from the looks of it.

Are you gonna be

able to give them the ransom?

Maybe, if I hurry.

But they've already killed one person.

- I doubt they're going to let Andrew go.

- So, what do you do?

Whoever burned down the barn has to be

the same person that took Andrew.

If I can figure out

who that is

by midnight tonight...

You two, stay here and keep

Dorothy and Edith safe.

- All right?

- You're the one that I'm worried about.

Don't do

anything crazy.

Do I ever?

Yes.

Frequently.

Kenny, I need you to do

one other thing, quietly.

You really expect me

to go along with this?

Think Sturgis

can get access

to a half a million

dollars cash tonight?

That's not a problem

for him.

But I'm gonna have to convince him

that this is legit.

Dorothy Fisher

signed a contract.

She turned over the title

to her property

to Crane Sturgis

in exchange for $500,000.

That's a copy.

You can get the original with the money.

I don't know.

We've both got something

to gain here.

If Crane Sturgis

can be involved in this thing,

he's certainly got

the most to gain.

You can make a much

bigger case here than fraud.

Okay. I'll have to

hurry, though.

I only have half an hour

to get someone

at the bank working on this

before they close.

Okay. Call me on my cell phone

when you got it worked out.

- It'll take me a few hours.

- That's okay.

I got a few

stops to make.

- Strachey.

- Yeah, it's Bailey.

Look, they ID'd

that guy from the barn.

Thought we'd see if it rang

any bells for you.

Let me take a guess.

Leo Colter,

private investigator.

How the hell

did you know that?

Colter's been working with a guy

named Peter Garritty.

He's a real estate broker.

Garritty's the same guy that hired me

to follow your undercover cop.

So, what is this

all about?

What else? Money.

My guess is Colter's dead

because someone got greedy.

So you think this

Garritty person killed him?

I don't know yet.

But I think I may have just uncovered

one hell of a motive.

Uh, okay.

You need to get

a hold of the sheriff

and tell him

everything you know.

Because they have been

so helpful so far.

Sorry, detective.

I got to go.

Where is he?

Sh... Sh... Don't shoot me!

Please don't shoot me!

Where's

Andrew McWhirter?

Who?

Don't play games

with me.

Honest to God, I don't know

who you're talking about.

I saw you at Dorothy Fisher

and Edith Strong's house.

Oh, all right, all right.

I threw a brick, okay?

And I painted the barn,

but that's all.

I was just trying

to scare them!

Why'd you hire me to follow

Elizabeth Gaston?

Because she's the one that fixed

all the deals for Crane Sturgis.

I was just trying to see if there's

anything, you know, I could find.

Why? So you could blackmail her

like you did Edith Strong?

Just wanted

some insurance.

Got to make sure

she pushed Sturgis for the deal.

Who told you

to hire me?

Nobody! All right?

I just found you the way

I found Leo Colter.

How stupid

do you think I am?

All right.

All right.

I saw you on the cover

of that magazine,

you know, the...

the gay one.

I figured

because you were gay,

you could get into places without

that Gaston broad getting suspicious.

You know?

Because...

Because women trust

you gay guys.

Do you know where

your buddy Colter is right now?

I swear to God I don't.

I've... I've been trying to call him.

It's like he disappeared.

He's dead. If you don't start

giving me some answers...

Yeah, Bailey.

So, did you get

the money?

Good. Well, I'll just

head over there now, then,

and I'll trade it

for Andrew McWhirter.

Good. I've got

one more stop to make.

So I'll meet you

at Dorothy Fisher's house

on Moon Road in an hour,

and I'll have the title.

Good.

What do you want?

You been here

all night, Mr. Deems?

- What business is that of yours?

- I need to talk to Joey.

Look, I already

told you.

We don't know anything about

what happened to those women.

Well, you're wrong, because

I happen to know for a fact

that Joey did break into their house

and vandalize it.

- No. He wouldn't.

- Now I'm trying to figure out

whether he may have committed

an arson, possibly a murder,

and may have taken

a couple of shots at me.

Who do you think

you are,

coming here,

accusing my family?

Hey, I'm just a guy

looking for the truth, okay?

So either I can

talk to your son,

or the cops can

come here and do it.

Yeah, well,

he's not here,

and he doesn't know

anything about that.

You know what?

Let's figure out how deeply

you're involved, okay?

Because I happen

to know for a fact

that the contract you signed

on your house has a 90-day window,

which means in two days

the whole shot you may have had

at selling your property

goes down the drain.

Sounds like a hell

of a motive to me.

You know what?

I'll tell you what I think.

I think those two ladies deserve

whatever's happening to them.

This is our one chance

to sell this dump

and lead decent lives

for a change.

I thought God

wanted you here.

Well, maybe he did

for a time.

But we have been

sent deliverance

from the good people

at the Millpond Company.

And those two have

almost ruined it for all of us.

Good night.

Hey!

Holy sh*t.

Hey, guys.

Sorry about that.

Nice place you got here.

Kind of romantic.

What the f***

are you doing here?

Hey, Derek.

I'm Don.

We didn't get to meet

the other night

when I was introduced

to your dad.

Hell of a guy.

You can't... You

can't tell anyone.

Hey, look,

take it easy, okay?

I don't really give a damn

what you guys are doing together.

Joey, you got to tell me

the truth about something.

Did you have anything

to do with that fire

over at Dorothy

and Edith's barn?

No. I didn't

do anything.

But you did

do something.

Broke into their place,

spray painted

on their walls, right?

Only because

she told me to.

- You did that?

- She asked me to. I swear.

You didn't have anything

to do with that fire?

No.

Why did you do that

to Ms. Fisher's house?

The other old lady

wanted me to.

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