Eye for an Eye Page #2

- What happened?

- Well, Julie...

Morning, everyone.

- Hello, little pumpkin.

- Morning.

- Want some eggs?

- I don't like eggs.

- How about English muffins?

- No.

- I'm so sorry.

- Hang in there.

I'm fine.

- Sharon.

- I don't know how to...

- Thanks for coming.

- My deepest sympathy.

- Sorry.

- My fault.

Karen, let me clear this up. Really.

- Karen, I'm so sorry.

- Aunt Flo.

She was our special girl, wasn't she?

You've got to move on,

to be strong for Megan.

Thank you, Aunt Flo.

I must see to the coffee.

- How are you holding up?

- Fine.

- Have you heard from Larry yet?

- Yes.

Mack finally reached him.

He was in Switzerland.

So he's on his way back?

No.

Oh, Karen, I'm sorry.

Talk about deadbeat dads.

He never bothered much

with her, anyway.

All those people out there... I gotta go.

- Mrs McCann?

- Yes.

I'm Gene Forest.

Julie's French teacher.

Oh, yes, Gene. I remember you.

- The class made this for you.

- Thank you.

- It's such a tragedy...

- That looks good. I'll try some.

Oh, my!

Aunt Helen, are you OK?

Up, up, up. It's Flo.

- What did she say?

- Her name's Flo.

Aunt Flo, are you...?

- Back to the chair.

- It's my hip.

Let's get her some water

or something.

Are you OK, Flo?

Megan?

I hate it when she runs off.

Mommy.

Mommy, Daddy.

Mommy.

- Wait for us.

- We'll be right down.

Megan.

Megan. Megan, come back.

Don't ever run off

so far ahead, do you hear?

Hey, are you OK?

Mommy just wants you to wait for us.

We want to see the skeletons, too.

- There you go.

- I... I thought...

- He was right behind her.

- OK.

- I'm not a neurotic.

- Don't act like one.

She's all I've got left.

- You've got me, too.

- I know I do.

Mrs McCann. How are you?

I'm all right. I was just wondering

how the investigation was coming.

The investigation

is coming along very well.

Good. What does that mean?

- Well, why don't you take a seat?

- Thanks.

You don't want all the details.

It'll just make it harder.

There's nothing you can tell me

that's worse than what I imagine.

We've got a couple of leads on delivery

guys who were at your house that day.

We will subpoena their blood.

And we've got some samples

of his skin from under her fingernails.

Maybe not enough for DNA testing.

Do you want me to stop?

We also have a medium sperm sample

mixed with your daughter's blood.

That's...

That's good evidence of forced...

Well, anyway, that's about it for now.

That's good, right?

You're gonna catch this guy.

Mrs McCann. I feel real good

about it. Real confident.

Sweet tooth?

Poor man's truth serum.

Caffeine and sugar.

- You want one?

- All right.

- Truth serum?

- Sure, you know,

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