Where Is Kyra? Page #3

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All right. Tell them I'll

get it to them next week.

Will you at least

do that for me? Please?

- We'll figure this out.

- When? After I'm evicted?

- I didn't...

- No, I can't lose this apartment.

- Kyra, I just want to help.

- And you know what? You don't need this.

I just want to help.

You can't.

There's gotta be something you can sell.

Didn't your mom have any jewelry?

No, it's just...

It's costume. It's crap.

Here.

- Take it back.

- No.

- I don't need it.

- No. It's not gonna put a f***ing dent in what I owe!

I am in over my f***ing

head with this sh*t!

Don't you get that?

Yeah, I get it.

Kyra, calm down.

No, you try calming

the f*** down with this!

Hey.

They're not gonna kick you out tomorrow.

Do you understand?

Y-You've got time.

Okay?

You've got time.

Kyra, it's me!

Oh, Becky.

Kyra.

I hope

I didn't startle you.

Would it be all right

if I came in?

Sure. Of-Of course.

Thanks.

Thank you.

- Can I take your coat?

- Oh, no, I'm good.

- I'm a little chilled, actually.

- Oh.

When are you due?

Six weeks.

- That's soon.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Are you hungry?

- No.

- I could whip up a sandwich.

- No, I'm good. Thank you.

Oh, excuse me.

- Your ex-wife is here.

- How long has she been here?

Just a couple minutes.

I don't know.

I don't know why she's here.

Okay.

- Kyra.

- Hi.

Hey.

I-I hope it's okay.

I didn't mean just to show.

Did-Did you get

my message this morning?

- Uh, I've been working.

- Oh. Yeah.

I'll give you a minute.

You're pregnant.

Yeah.

Place looks good. You repainted.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

I didn't know...

I didn't know where else to go.

I can't find anything. I...

Thought you were up

for a few things.

I thought so too, and...

It's just hard out there right...

Especially...

I'm no spring chicken.

I mean, you know how hard I've

worked, and it wasn't my fault that,

you know,

they downsized me out of a job.

That was

two years ago.

And ever since then,

I have been looking every day.

I... I don't even know how many...

how many resumes

I've dropped off.

There are other jobs,

you know?

I know that.

I have tried everything...

and am reduced to handing out

flyers on parked cars.

And praying every day

that I even have that.

What?

Just say it.

I...

I just...

I was ju...

I...

I just want to see

if you would loan me some cash.

Just not a lot.

Just something until so...

until I get something.

I don't really have extra.

Um, you know,

especially with the kid comin'.

I'm not asking for a lot.

I'm really happy

for you, Carl. I am.

I really am.

You're gonna make a great dad.

But...

I wouldn't be asking

if I didn't have to.

I'll pay you back.

I swear to God.

Thank you.

Don't thank me yet.

It's about all I have.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Safe travels.

Thank you

for the coffee.

Okay. All right, just get back to me.

Thanks.

Thank you.

So same time

tomorrow?

We're covered

for tomorrow.

Ruth.

How you feelin' today?

Looking good.

It's Scott.

Let me help you.

Yes?

Ruth Woods?

This Ruth?

We have her wallet.

Oh.

Um, just a minute.

- Hi.

- Hi.

She's not here.

But I can give it to her.

- I'm-I'm her daughter.

- We need to give this directly to her.

- Procedure.

- Yes. Of course.

Uh, when is she

expected back?

Uh, later.

We'll be back.

I'm-I'm just not sure...

Uh-huh.

- Not sure?

- Uh, I don't know when, uh, you know,

what time, so...

No problem. We'll stop

by tomorrow morning.

- Oh! Okay.

- Yeah. Okay.

- Thank you.

- Bye.

- Yes, can I help you?

- Hey. How you doin', man?

Detective Brennan,

NYPD. And you are?

What?

- I'm sorry.

- You did what?

I panicked.

I can't believe it.

What the f***!

You promised me!

I know, I know,

I know. I didn't...

You know what kind

of debt I'm in.

Doug, I just...

You know, I just...

- I should stay the f*** away from here and disappear.

- And go where? With what?

I don't know.

Unbelievable.

F***.

Maybe I could hide out in your

place for a couple of days.

What good do you think that'll do?

They'll keep coming back.

- F***, they'll wait out there for you!

- Her.

Kyra?

Kyra, look at me.

- You're gonna have to just do this.

- No.

- Get it over with. Deal with it.

- No, I can't do it.

You don't have a choice.

- You understand that, right?

- Mmm.

You don't have a choice now.

- What are you guys doing?

- Hey.

We lost a ring.

Cops came looking

for you today.

Oh, yeah. I, um...

My wallet was stolen.

So, yeah, no, I talked to them.

It's fine. It's good.

- You're gonna bag that up when you're done, right?

- We'll put it all back.

Sorry.

Okay.

You ready?

- Oh.

- What?

- Glasses.

- What?

Glasses, glasses.

Come on. Here.

Okay. Yeah.

Okay.

I love you.

Okay.

- All right.

- Oh.

Come on.

Glasses.

Coming!

You're gonna be all right.

We're gonna be all right.

Okay.

- I'm sorry, we were...

- No problem.

I'm Detective Brennan. This is

my partner, Detective Tiller.

Please, come in.

And you are?

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Mrs.

Woods's daytime attendant.

Please, just this way. Can I

get you something to drink?

- Uh, no, thank you.

- Okay.

Miss Woods,

they're here.

I had no idea.

- Can she talk without it?

- Not really.

Uh, maybe a few seconds.

How you doin' today, Mrs.

Woods?

I told, uh...

I didn't get your name.

- Doug.

- Yeah.

I'm Detective Brennan. This is

my partner, Detective Tiller.

- Can we open the blinds so we can...

- It really hurts her eyes.

I'm sorry.

- Can I...

- Please.

I met your daughter yesterday.

She here?

No.

So I told her a wallet got turned

in to us that we believe is yours.

Did you lose your wallet?

Do you remember how?

Any recollection

where you lost it?

Okay, what about the color?

Can you tell me what color it was?

Red.

This it?

Mrs. Woods,

we believe someone might have

stolen your identification.

Unfortunately,

it's not uncommon,

particularly of

someone your age.

Notice anything unusual

in your bank account?

According to bank records,

they issued you a new card.

I presume 'cause

the wallet was lost.

And you cash all your own

pension checks and disability?

No one else?

Good.

That's good.

One other question.

Where is Kyra Johnson?

- That's her daughter.

- The one I met?

Yeah.

Is there a reason why her ID

would be in your wallet?

Okay, okay.

It's okay.

Maybe I should ask your daughter directly.

When is she due back?

- She didn't say.

- She can answer.

Later.

Do you recognize

this grave?

Step back.

You don't really

need this, do you?

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