The Perfect Guy Page #4
A lot, actually.
Yeah, me too.
I also want you to know
that I meant what I said that night.
What's that?
That I never want to lose you.
I love you.
I thought a lot
about what you said that night,
and it's a huge decision.
Not to be rushed into.
I think I jump into things sometimes.
So, how about we do this?
Thank you.
Thank you.
- Thanks.
- Enjoy.
So, is this okay?
You know I love it here.
Sh*t.
What?
I can't believe he's here.
- Who?
I'm sorry.
Um...
- Can we leave?
- Leave?
Now, please?
I don't understand. Who are you looking at?
That guy I told you about. Carter.
He just sat down at the bar.
No, don't. Don't look.
Jesus!
He, uh...
He probably followed us here.
- Let's go, okay?
- No, no, no.
We're not gonna go.
Listen, let me handle this. Okay?
No. No.
Please don't, Dave.
I don't want you to antagonize him.
He's crazy!
I'm just gonna go over there
and talk to him, man to man.
All right? That's it.
It'll be that simple.
Carter, right?
Do I know you?
Just want you to know that
you're upsetting the young lady over there.
And your presence here isn't welcome.
It's a public place, man.
What are you doing, man?
Huh?
She doesn't want anything
to do with you, okay?
So, maybe it's time you take the hint
and move along.
Dave, is it?
I know all about you.
How much of a p*ssy you were
for not stepping up.
You think you got a second shot.
I get it. You're threatened.
Maybe I'm still in the picture.
Let me tell you something, man.
You are so far out of the picture
it's not even funny.
Am I?
Am I?
Look at her.
Yeah.
Probably remembering the sex right now.
- Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Shut up!
You mess with her again,
you even look at her again,
I'm gonna wipe that smug look off your face.
Permanently.
Try me, okay?
I want you to try me.
What happened?
What did you say to him?
I just told him that if
he bothers you again,
I was gonna rip his head off.
You said that?
Yes, I said that.
I'm not gonna let him mess with you.
Okay?
See? Apparently it worked.
I don't think you have to worry about him
bothering you again.
You sure you're gonna be okay
here tonight? Alone?
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay. Well, if you ever need anything, just,
just give me a call.
Leah.
Am I wasting my time?
No!
No.
Good night.
Good night.
You know why you're here?
Two weeks ago,
you were served a court order
to avoid all contact with Leah Vaughn.
Oh, yeah.
You seem pretty relaxed
for a guy with a court order against him.
It's just a piece
of paper, Detective.
Yeah, well, that piece of paper says
you're not to come within 50 yards of her.
So?
So, you violated that order
by being in that restaurant last night.
It's a public place, Detective.
I had no idea she was there.
When I was alerted to her presence,
I immediately left the premises.
I've got witnesses to prove it,
including Miss Vaughn herself.
In fact, if anyone should be complaining
about the way in which
they were treated last night,
it's me.
How's that?
Well, when her dinner companion
came to me,
he grabbed me by the throat
and threatened me.
I'm no detective, but it seems to me that
that's grounds for filing
a restraining order against him.
What do you think?
Let me tell you what I think.
I think you better be careful, Mr. Duncan.
Because some sh*t's gonna come
down on you,
and it's gonna come down hard,
if you don't leave that woman alone.
You got it?
I got it.
I'll be watching you, Mr. Duncan.
Am I free to go now?
Be my guest.
He's full of sh*t. Pull his rap sheet.
You got it.
What are you doing?
Mrs. McCarthy! You startled me.
What are you doing?
Leah wanted me to wait for her here.
She told me you guys broke up.
We're back together now.
When was the last time
Um...
Never mind. You know,
I was keeping an eye out for her.
He's never been gone this long.
I hope a coyote didn't get him.
No. A coyote didn't get him.
He'll be fine.
I'm gonna hop in the shower.
- Would you unzip me?
- Of course.
- You want to open a bottle of wine?
- Mmm.
- I won't be long.
- All right.
Oh, my God.
There you go.
I need to get my phone.
- Be right back.
- Okay.
Happy birthday, honey.
It was my birthday three months ago.
I know, but I bought you a present
before we broke up.
And you kept it?
Believe me, I would've taken it back,
but I got it engraved.
Wow.
You like it?
I love it.
I love it.
Let me put it on you.
It is beautiful, babe.
It's beautiful.
I'm never gonna take this off.
- Ever?
- Ever.
Ever!
You are incredible, you know that?
In...
Cred...
- He's just playing with me.
- I get it.
He's out there. He's watching me!
He's got my cat.
I'm gonna try to get a subpoena
to search his apartment.
How long will that take?
Hopefully, only a few days.
In the meantime, I'm digging more,
and I'm gonna bring him back in
for questioning.
We did find out this.
Carter Duncan is not Carter Duncan.
He changed his name in 2003.
All legal,
but maybe there's more here
than just a jealous ex-boyfriend.
- What's going on?
- Who are you?
I'm Leah Vaughn, her neighbor.
Is she all right?
Looks like she took a fall
down the basement stairs.
- Oh, my God.
- I'm afraid she's dead, ma'am.
- What?
- She broke her neck.
Oh, my God!
When was the last time you saw her?
- Ma'am?
- I, I, I don't,
I don't remember.
When did this happen?
Forensics thinks it happened some time ago.
At least a week.
Her daughter, who lives out of town,
finally called it in
when she didn't return any of her calls.
Charlie-22, come in.
Ma'am.
Oh, my God.
- Morning.
- Morning.
Leah.
Just take a message, please, Rachel.
Mr. Renkin wants to see you
in the boardroom.
Now.
This is bullshit.
That email went out this morning
from your account.
My account? What?
All of our clients have been calling.
They're beyond outraged.
I don't have to tell you what this'll do
to the Prop 37 campaign.
Or to the reputation of this firm.
And I don't know of any
serious advocacy group
that won't think twice
about asking us to represent them.
Tom, I... I can fix this.
I can fix it.
I don't think you can.
We're going to have to suspend you.
You know me, Tom. I would never
jeopardize my work, my reputation,
or the reputation of this company.
Yeah, I know, Leah.
Just have to see how this plays out
but my hands are tied, here.
Can't you see I've been set up?
That email went to Senator Wharton, too.
You know that, right?
I know he did this.
I know he did.
- You need to tell the detective about this.
I did.
I told him, and he said
he would look into it.
- Have you talked to Dave?
- No.
He's in Malibu with a client.
I didn't want to distract him.
I'll tell him later tonight
when he gets home.
Thanks again for making the drive.
No problem.
I'll get these changes to you soon.
Thank you.
Talk to you soon.
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