Perfect Stranger Page #3

the body down.

Amateur move.

-Why is that?

-Didn't work.

Fair warning.

This isn't pretty.

We're guessing an anchor...

...or some sharp metal debris

ripped off the face and neck.

So we're hoping that you could

identify something else.

She has a birthmark, scars...

...and it looks like a tattoo--

Hi, Rowena.

Do you wanna play?

Well, are you coming?

Let's go around back.

I live up there.

you do everything you can to protect

your children.

Right schools, right opportunities.

But it's all an illusion.

Nobody's safe.

Who would do this to my daughter?

We're gonna find out, Mrs. Clayton.

Do you mind if I ask you

a few questions?

-Can you excuse us?

-No. She's a friend of the family.

Do you know if your daughter

had been seeing anyone?

Yeah.

Chuck. Chuck Freeman.

But they'd been having trouble.

Yeah, she told me that too.

I ran into her on the subway

last week...

...she mentioned

that they were having fights.

Was that the last time you saw her?

Yeah.

I mean, I tried to call her, but she was

in the middle of something, and....

Well, I wish now I had tried

a little bit harder.

Oh, I know, honey.

They knew each other

since they were kids.

You were so close, you two,

especially after your father--

Yeah, I know.

Well, you were always so good to me

and my mother.

So was Grace.

Mrs. Clayton, we're gonna need you

to sign some papers downstairs.

Certainly.

I'll be just a minute.

Ro.

You know, Grace was so proud

of you.

She saved all your articles.

She bragged about you.

How did she know

that I was David Shane?

I assumed you told her.

I probably did.

Thank you.

The police are gonna find out

exactly who did this.

I'll make sure they do.

Thank you, honey.

Hey.

Hey, Miles.

Let me get the key.

I'm usually a key-above-the-door

kind of guy.

-Hey, Miles.

-Yeah.

When was the last time

you saw Grace?

Oh, God, you know me

and dates, l--

All right, well, roughly. A week?

A month? A year?

Five years? What?

Yeah, something like that. Why?

Because.

Just because I cut somebody out

of my life...

...doesn't mean I expect you

to cut them out of yours.

-Well, maybe you do.

-All right, maybe I do.

-Why you got to keep it a secret?

-We exchanged e-mails...

...a couple times. I was only nice to

her because she was a friend of yours.

So you told her I was David Shane?

Yeah. Busted.

Could you be serious for five

f***ing minutes?

I'll bet you told her

about Senator Sachs too, didn't you?

I stopped associating with her

when she f***ed your boyfriend.

Ask him who told her.

You need to stay in your own

f***ing lane, that's what I think.

You just better leave Cam out of it.

I mean it, Miles.

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