Point of Terror Page #6

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A bunch of kids skindiving.

Yeah, beautiful way

to start the day.

Mhm.

Mhm.

No, no.

Uh uh.

Yeah, yeah, we got positive ID.

Mhm.

Yeah, the stepdaughter and

the brand new son-in-law.

They didn't know she was home.

She was out of town,

they were down in

Mexico getting married.

Yeah.

It checks out.

Mhm.

Yeah.

Well.

Well, the coroner

says that she's loaded

with barbiturates and alcohol.

It could be, Ed.

Mhm.

Well, I found plenty of little

reds in her medicine chest.

And there's plenty of

booze around the place.

Mhm.

Well, here's how I see it.

She came home,

yeah, she came home, had

a few drinks too many,

took a few pills,

likewise, too many,

wandered out to the point,

slipped and fell over.

No, I can't be sure she slipped.

Will you cut the comedy, Ed?

You know I didn't

find any banana peels.

Yeah.

Suicide?

No, no, no.

No, nothing points to it.

Ed, Ed, Ed.

It's routine.

It was an accident.

Look, they're

bringing her out now.

I'll see you in

about 20 minutes.

Okay, what?

Lunch?

Are you kidding?

I'm on a diet.

I think it's a good idea the

two of you taking this trip.

It'll do you both good.

Why did it have to happen?

If only she'd call me to

pick her up at the airport.

Don't blame yourself, Fran.

I don't know what I'm gonna

do with myself without her.

Look, talking about it's

not gonna help anybody, huh?

I'll get it.

Hello?

What do you want?

No, I can't.

I'm leaving on a trip.

Alright, I'll see

you in 15 minutes.

Who was that?

I gotta leave, baby.

But you've got a plane to catch.

Fran, take Helayne

to the airport.

Take a cab.

I'll meet you there, okay?

Okay.

Hey, where are you going?

I'll see you at the

airport, huh, baby?

I love you.

Hi there.

I'm Andrea Hilliard.

This is me

This is me

This is me

Like a storm that rips the sea

This is me

You can't change the way I am

This is me

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