Perfect Stranger Page #2

And when you win the Pulitzer,

don't forget the little people.

Here comes the beep.

you know what to do.

Hey, Ro, it's Miles, again.

I've been calling for like a week.

Are you looking for a job?

If you are, come on, take me with you.

Guess what,

my sister had a boy, Fletcher.

How cool is that? I fly home

in an hour. Call me later, please.

I hate Narron too.

Narron's a dick. Bye.

Here comes the beep.

you know what to do.

Ro, it's Elizabeth Clayton.

Grace's mother.

-I need help.

-Elizabeth.

-Hi.

-Ro? It's Grace.

She's missing. They started calling

from her agency last week.

She goes to New york a lot and

I thought maybe she contacted you.

It's just that I filed

a missing person's report.

A woman drowned in New york.

- They asked for dental records.

-Elizabeth, hang on a second.

-I saw Grace last week.

-Oh, thank God.

-Spare yourself a trip.

-But if it is-- If I weren't there--

I know half the people at the city

morgue. This is not Grace, I promise.

I'll call you when I get back.

Hi, I'm Rowena Price.

Here to lD a body.

Whoever did this tried to weigh

the body down.

Amateur move.

-Why is that?

-Didn't work.

Fair warning.

This isn't pretty.

We're guessing an anchor...

...or some sharp metal debris

ripped off the face and neck.

So we're hoping that you could

identify something else.

She has a birthmark, scars...

...and it looks like a tattoo--

Hi, Rowena.

Do you wanna play?

Well, are you coming?

Let's go around back.

I live up there.

you do everything you can to protect

your children.

Right schools, right opportunities.

But it's all an illusion.

Nobody's safe.

Who would do this to my daughter?

We're gonna find out, Mrs. Clayton.

Do you mind if I ask you

a few questions?

-Can you excuse us?

-No. She's a friend of the family.

Do you know if your daughter

had been seeing anyone?

Yeah.

Chuck. Chuck Freeman.

But they'd been having trouble.

Yeah, she told me that too.

I ran into her on the subway

last week...

...she mentioned

that they were having fights.

Was that the last time you saw her?

Yeah.

I mean, I tried to call her, but she was

in the middle of something, and....

Well, I wish now I had tried

a little bit harder.

Oh, I know, honey.

They knew each other

since they were kids.

You were so close, you two,

especially after your father--

Yeah, I know.

Well, you were always so good to me

and my mother.

So was Grace.

Mrs. Clayton, we're gonna need you

to sign some papers downstairs.

Certainly.

I'll be just a minute.

Ro.

You know, Grace was so proud

of you.

She saved all your articles.

She bragged about you.

How did she know

that I was David Shane?

I assumed you told her.

I probably did.

Thank you.

The police are gonna find out

exactly who did this.

I'll make sure they do.

Thank you, honey.

Hey.

Hey, Miles.

Let me get the key.

I'm usually a key-above-the-door

kind of guy.

-Hey, Miles.

-Yeah.

When was the last time

you saw Grace?

Oh, God, you know me

and dates, l--

All right, well, roughly. A week?

A month? A year?

Five years? What?

Yeah, something like that. Why?

Because.

Just because I cut somebody out

of my life...

...doesn't mean I expect you

to cut them out of yours.

-Well, maybe you do.

-All right, maybe I do.

-Why you got to keep it a secret?

-We exchanged e-mails...

...a couple times. I was only nice to

her because she was a friend of yours.

So you told her I was David Shane?

Yeah. Busted.

Could you be serious for five

f***ing minutes?

I'll bet you told her

about Senator Sachs too, didn't you?

I stopped associating with her

when she f***ed your boyfriend.

Ask him who told her.

You need to stay in your own

f***ing lane, that's what I think.

You just better leave Cam out of it.

I mean it, Miles.

Ro, I'm sorry.

I was being insensitive.

Ro, I'm sorry.

It's just-- I was the one

who was left picking up the pieces...

...after Grace and Cameron

tore you apart and l-- And l--

Yeah. So, what do the police say?

They're chasing a lead on some guy

she was dating in Philly.

But I have another idea.

Why's that?

Because I saw Grace last week.

Oh, I'm the one

who's keeping secrets?

She wanted me to chase down

Harrison Hill.

Harrison Hill, Harrison Hill?

Yes, that Harrison Hill.

Here, take a look at this.

She was threatening

to go to his wife.

Apparently, they met online

in July...

...and had one hell of a weekend

in September.

I mean, that's assuming

he is ADEX.

-Wait. Who? Who?

-ADEX.

The guy she's been e-mailing,

ADEX.

I mean, it tracks.

Harrison Hill owns...

...the biggest ad agency

in New York City?

"I'm gonna f*** you so hard,

I'm gonna split you in half."

Oh, my.

Oh, my God.

Wait a minute, Ro.

This is not a story.

Miles, I would love, love, love to get

my hands on the rest of these e-mails.

Because the way I see it, Grace was

f***ing Hill, he dumped her...

...she got pissed, threatened to go

to the wife, and she wound up dead.

I mean, come on.

-It's simple, that's it.

-This is Harrison Hill.

If he wanted somebody dead,

he won't do it hims--

-That's just the first of all.

-She was stalking the guy.

She sent him a million e-mails.

She probably even went to his house.

Who knows?

All it takes to commit a murder...

...are the right ingredients

at the right time.

Son of a b*tch.

-Hey, where are you?

-G.W. Bridge.

Why? What's up?

I got into Grace's Hotmail account.

It's her main one.

There's a shitload of guys in there,

by the way.

But none of them are ADEX.

But that's not the account

I gave you, Miles.

Well, hold on. And then I looked at her

other account, FastFilly@iol.com...

...and guess who's all up in her box?

ADEX. Ro.

-Yeah?

-You got to read some of this sh*t.

I wanna read it all, Miles.

Okay. So, I'm gonna bring over

everything after work.

And, Ro, we still don't know

that ADEX is Hill.

And we still don't know

that he's not.

Yeah.

Hey, your dinner's getting warm.

Hold it.

Can I just say for the record, wow.

Can I also say that's just a ridiculous

outfit to be wearing for takeout?

Well, I didn't know

you were bringing takeout.

Well, I didn't know you had a date.

-Oh, God.

-Who's the...?

Who's the lucky guy?

Can we just look at the e-mails,

please?

Sure. Yeah. Here, here.

Have a seat.

Okay.

So yeah.

You told me that Grace wanted you

to threaten Hill.

Well, she was doing it without you

for a while. Listen. This, this--

This e-mail's a week old

and it's her last one.

"Harrison, if you don't," capital,

"pay attention to me...

...you're going to," capital,

"pay the price.

I'm in the city

and I know your wife's away.

Meet with me now,

or I'll meet with her later."

So Grace knew that the wife

was out of town.

You're going under the assumption

that Grace actually knew...

...what she was talking about,

which is a mistake.

By the way, even though she calls

ADEX Harrison...

...it doesn't prove that it's Harrison

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