Riddle Page #2

Bill.

Look who's here.

Sheriff Richards.

I'm Holly Teller,

Nathan Teller's sister.

What can I do for you?

I saw my brother.

He's alive, and I think

he's here in Riddle.

Let's slow down a minute.

You saw your brother?

Here in Riddle?

Not here.

Back in Jefferson,

and I'm not positive...

You're not positive. But I

think they were headed here.

You're not positive.

Well, I saw a man in a truck.

Nathan was riding with him.

Ms. Teller, when family

members suffer a loss,

it can be very difficult.

I'm not making this up.

All right,

let's talk in my office.

Have a seat.

Now, unless there's

any new evidence,

then the case is closed.

But I told you,

I... I saw him.

Well, lots of people saw him

or claimed that they saw him.

That's the problem.

Nothing ever happens.

Let me give you some advice.

Why don't you

go back to Jefferson

and tell the people there

what you think you saw?

Because he's not

in Jefferson. He's here.

You're just refusing

to believe me.

When your little brother

went missing,

it was as if this entire

town was put on trial.

The FBI, state troopers,

everyone came in

like the Knights Templar.

Everyone knew best.

He's a missing child.

How could you

turn your back to that?

You're just another outsider

coming in on your white horse,

making demands.

We've done

all that we could do.

So that's it?

Sometimes your problems

are your own.

No, it's semiautomatic.

Come on.

Let me just hold it.

Now, you know I can't do that.

Mmm.

Are you sure about that?

Look, I gotta get back,

all right?

All right, then.

You're Holly Teller.

We went to school together.

I know who you are.

So, uh, what are you

doing here in Riddle?

I was hoping to get help

from the Sheriff.

From my dad?

Yeah,

he's anything but helpful.

Is, uh, this about

your brother?

Yeah.

Come on.

Bill...

this gonna be a problem?

Don't you worry about it.

This doesn't concern you.

Mm-hmm.

These past few years must

have been pretty hard on you.

Doesn't help that everybody

wants to forget.

My parents have been

really strong, but...

even they're starting

to give up hope.

Yeah, well, at least you

still have your parents.

My dad and I...

have a terrible relationship.

I was kind of counting on him

to show a little bit

more compassion.

Yeah.

Ha ha ha.

Well, don't take it personally.

He's, uh, not really one

for foreigners.

No, he thinks anybody

who comes here

is some kind of...

threat to his little world.

You know, my grandmother

used to show me these pictures.

Before that hospital

closed down,

this place

really wasn't that bad.

I mean, there was

a hotel and a bank.

Amber, I came here

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