The River Murders Page #4
its faith in God.
It calls for divine vengeance.
Only then will there be salvation.
You ain't nothing but a hound dog,
hundreds of women,
then married. Why the change?
Why? I fell in love, that's why.
I see there's not one woman on this
list since you have been married.
What's your point?
You have been faithful?
With all these hundreds of women, you must
have messed up at least one happy household.
There's got to be a jealous husband or two.
It's very possible.
Circle all names married at the time.
What are you doing? What about your task-force?
What are they doing?
There's been six murders.
I have got two agents working each one.
We have interviewed every one of
your friends back to grade school.
Some don't like you very much.
Others say you're a kind and generous man.
But none of them admit
I have got four units working overtime
at Quantico, all for Jack Verdon.
Though I walk through the
shadow of death, I fear no evil.
For thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
Thou anointest my head with oil.
My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall
follow me all the days of my life.
And I shall dwell in the house
of the Lord forever.
Adultery is a sin, Thomas.
Coroner's report from last night.
The victim, Sung Li, was a married woman
but wore no wedding ring.
There was an incision on the tongue
and a small crucifix
placed inside the vagina.
There was a partial print.
We're running it now.
About your mother, Jack.
She wasn't sexually assaulted.
But there was an incision on the tongue
and a ring found inside the vagina.
What?
That's not possible.
It wasn't a wedding ring.
It was a small band with an inscription:
"To Rebecca, Love Jack."
Oh, my God.
There's just no way. It's...
Where's...? Where's...?
Where's the picture of Rebecca?
Right here.
Yeah, her name was on the list.
I ran a trace.
Her address is in Los Angeles.
Her husband claims
he hasn't seen her in three months.
Have L.A. Pick him up.
Tell us about Rebecca, Jack.
Parents were Catholic.
After they found out,
they sent Rebecca to live with an aunt
in L.A. Never saw her again.
Clinic here in town?
Thirty years ago, it wasn't a clinic.
She was 16.
Some doctor called himself a specialist.
Then there are no records.
Two hundred bucks. Upfront.
I was 18 years old.
We'd meet out in the country.
It was innocent. We'd talk.
She was religious...
An immaculate conception?
Well, maybe. We only did it once.
Was she your first, Jack?
Yup, and I was hers.
Where we going?
Nothing yet.
It's not your fault.
I know, Jenny, but...
that ring...
inside my mother...
There's nothing here but f***ing rats.
Come on, let's go. Come on.
I am, um...
I am up this far.
There's just something I am going to do.
I will catch you later.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Okay.
Thanks.
I am so sorry, Mom.
Hey, did you see who brought these here?
People through here all the time.
I'd like to go to Monument Park first.
Please, Jack.
Rebecca.
I, uh...
I was going to wait until after.
I bought this for you.
Had it inscribed.
Couldn't we just get married?
No, Rebecca.
Women have the right to choose now.
It's safe, I promise you.
But this is not my choice.
This is your choice.
We discussed this, Rebecca.
You know your family.
You know this is the best way.
Don't you?
Yes.
You. I should arrest you. First you f***
the victim, then you lead us to the body.
I have convicted on less.
Did you pick up the husband?
Yeah, we got him.
Not much of a suspect.
He's blind.
This one was special.
He cut this one up.
And what's with the gift wrap?
Rebecca wanted to get married.
Oh, Art.
Check for a print on that. What is it?
Someone left flowers on my mother's grave.
It wasn't me.
It says, "From your loving son."
Her husband said three months.
First victim.
Glover's on her way to the L.A. Office.
She will get more out of the husband.
I will call Jenny.
Go home, get some rest.
Agent Vukovitch.
What the f*** is this?
It's a fetus. Oh, Jesus Christ.
Again we meet.
Kismet maybe. It's John, right?
I am impressed.
Do you live close by, John?
I am over on Union.
It's nice. I am renting.
It's just temporary. Temporary?
Is this an interrogation?
I am a police detective, John.
Really?
Very cool.
Um... Heh, heh.
I am sorry, I didn't mean
to come on so strong.
I am Jenny.
It's a pleasure.
Well, maybe I will see you at coffee.
Hope so.
Jenny here.
Yeah, I am just going to get a cab
and I will be right there. Okay.
Was it bad news?
This phone is never good news.
Do you see a cab?
Your job must be very difficult.
You have no idea.
They just found a body
down at Monument Park.
That's horrible.
Would you like a ride?
Oh, no, thanks. It's not far.
I am just going to wait for the cab.
I could give you a ride.
No, thanks.
My car's right here.
No, I can't, I can't.
Thanks, John.
John, wait.
This is a rental car, huh?
I am in town on business
for the next few months.
They were out of Ferraris.
Where are you from?
I am not really from anywhere.
Kind of move around a lot,
but I keep a place in Portland.
What do you do?
You ask a lot of questions.
Oh.
I know, I am sorry. It's a bad habit.
I didn't mean to interrogate you.
I work a lot with family clinics.
Mm.
I am a consultant.
what consultants do.
Neither have I.
I am just glad they keep paying me.
Tell you what. How about you
interrogate me tomorrow night?
Over one drink. Maybe even dinner.
And I will answer all your questions.
I am sorry. I am involved
in a very difficult case right now.
It's just really hard
to commit to anything.
I understand.
So let's just plan on having one drink.
I won't take it personally
if you can't make it.
You are persistent, I will give you that.
Hoping it pays off.
Oh, this is it, right up here.
Well?
Okay.
Give me your number
and if I am free, I will call you.
That's my cell.
Thanks.
I will call you either way.
Would you do me a favor
and wait here for one minute?
Sure.
Is Jack here? He went home.
Who's that?
I was going to see if he recognized him.
This guy I have run into
a few times lately.
You want us to hold him?
No, it's okay.
We found this.
You might want to call
Father Harlan again.
Even I know what this is, Art.
"Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil.
For thou art with me."
It's the 23rd Psalm.
Last call, Jack.
Thanks, Sully. How's Maria?
Don't ask. Heh, heh.
Jack?
Jack?
I thought that was you.
Annie Locke. It's been a long time.
I think I heard you were married.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
You remember Ana Kosta?
The cook. Sure. Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, we have been married
eight years now.
Wow.
Have they contacted you? Who?
Law enforcement, the FBI, or...
No. What? No, nothing.
Nothing.
Okay. Well, I can't stay, Jack.
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