Cold in July Page #2

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It's not a threat.

He showed up

at Jordan's school.

In broad daylight,

in front of witnesses,

and did nothing.

- He wants my son.

I know it.

I want protection.

- That's not gonna happen,

not without a legal reason.

I'll tell you what I'll do,

Rich.

Unofficially, I'll have a car

stop by your house

every couple hours

over the next few days,

give you

a little peace of mind.

He's probably just trying

to scare you.

Don't let him.

- What were you thinking?

Richard.

Why even go there?

- It was a mistake, okay?

I f***ed up.

- I don't like that word,

not in front of Jordan.

What are we supposed to do now'?

Maybe you and Jordan

should stay at your mom's

for a while

until this blows over.

- What if he follows us there?

I don't want to put her

in danger too.

What about your dad's cabin?

- No, it's too isolated.

Besides, that's the last place

I want to be.

- I want a igloo colada.

Son, don't talk

when other people are talking.

It's not polite.

Eat your dinner.

I say we stay home,

take Jordan out of school

for a little while,

let the cops handle it.

We wait him out.

We already got bars

on the windows and-

- But I don't want-

- Damn it, Jordan!

I'll be here

Get back in the car.

- What?

- The lock's busted.

- Oh, my God.

Go to the Fergusons'

and call the police.

Ask for Price.

- What are you doing?

Aren't you coming with us?

- Richard, get in the car.

- Ann, get, now.

- Come with us.

- I said go.

- Richard, don't be stupid.

- Go, Ann.

- Whoever it was

knows his way around

alarm systems.

- We know who it was.

- Excuse me, Detective.

That goes for everybody.

- I was wrong.

I thought he'd move on,

but at least we have

a reasonable suspicion now.

That means I can give you

official protection.

Now, all you got to do

is be normal-

go to work,

take Jordan to school,

be seen.

And everywhere you go,

I'll have someone watching.

So when he makes his move,

we make our move.

- So we're the bait.

For want of a better word,

yeah.

- What do you say, Ann?

Let's nail

that son of a b*tch.

I got men

hiding out in the woods.

He sees me drive away,

he's gonna think

you're here all alone.

This is Kevin.

He's a good man,

ex-Special Forces.

- Anyone see you come in here?

- Piece of cake.

Kevin's gonna stay here

with you.

- For how long?

- As long as it takes.

- What do we do?

You go to bed.

Get some sleep.

You're gonna need it.

I like him when he's sleeping.

Yeah.

He's sweet.

- God damn...

- It's one of the neighbors

looking for his dog,

oven.

- Any word?

- Nothing so far.

- Lieutenant, come in.

- Yeah. Price here.

Lieutenant,

we just found his car

about 1/4 mile south of you.

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