Absence of the Good Page #2

- Doesn't matter who he wrote it to.

- Right.

But in some obsessive-compulsive

nether region of his mind...

he thinks that he can wipe the violence,

the murder away like it never happened.

And then do it all over again.

Possibly.

Dr. Lyons.

Yes?

Do you have a minute?

One.

I wanted to schedule an appointment

for my wife in your office.

For your wife? Why?

Five weeks ago we lost our son.

He was six years old.

I'm sorry.

What happened?

An older boy brought a handgun

to his school.

He was showing it off

to the other kids.

- I'll call your office.

- All right.

You said for your wife.

Will you be there?

He was your child too.

Yes, I know.

I'll make some time.

Thank you.

Hey, Roger.

Thanks for seeing us.

I'm Detective Barnes.

This is Detective Dwyer.

It's funny, you get

your regulars on your run.

You don't really know 'em,

but they become like your friends.

Do you remember Agnes Thurmond?

Yeah, Agnes.

That's what I mean.

I knew her, but I never

knew her last name.

Did you notice anything unusual,

like maybe something she said?

Nah, just small talk mostly.

She'd sit there, she'd fall asleep.

On her feet most of the night.

Wait. Now that you mention it,

three days ago I dropped her off.

There was this guy,

he might have been following her.

- Did you get a good look at him?

- Yeah, pretty good.

Good enough to give a description

to our sketch artist?

I think so.

We're gonna need you to go to the

station. We'll send a car for you.

Thanks, Roger.

He the one that killed her?

We'll call you.

Detective Barnes' desk.

- Hang on. Caleb.

- Yeah?

You know anybody in the sheriff's

office at Cache County?

You're about to.

Couple's name is Sheridan.

Family's lived out here

for about, oh, four generations.

Heard about your case, and I thought

you just might want to take a look.

Now, the murders happened last month.

One of the hands found 'em out here.

Somebody beat the back

of their heads in. This was here too.

Have no idea what it means.

Probably some kid.

"Gone back home.

Love--"

What does that look like to you?

It could be a "B," an "H."

It's painted over though.

Any indication of the bodies

being moved after the fact, Sheriff?

Nah, not that I could tell.

What about the barn?

Any sign of cleaning up?

It's a barn. Take a lot

of cleaning to spruce it up.

- That's it?

- That's it.

All right.

Take a look at this.

Tell me if that guy

looks familiar to you at all.

Not that I can say.

Well, hang on to it.

Maybe somebody

will simplify our lives.

- Thanks again for your call, Sheriff.

- Pleasure.

All right.

Listen, you find this joker,

I'd like a chance to talk to him myself.

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