The Flock Page #2

of the registration.

I got a couple

things to do.

He enjoyed that.

So, um, how long

have you worked here?

A week longer than that last time

I was asked that question.

What's wrong?

I was as much a victim

as those women.

I'm not here

to go over that.

Paul would try out

behavior on me,

things he...

later did to those three.

He...

he crept up behind me and

grabbed me around my neck.

I was told

to widen my eyes...

just so...

in surprise.

Then...

he'd...

drag me off

to the bedroom

where he'd smother me

with a plastic bag.

The only reason

I'm alive...

is because my death

would have led to him.

He didn't kill me.

He killed who I was.

Usually, Mr. Babbage

comes to my home...

three, four times a month.

- What does he want?

- Same questions...

over and over.

I'll make sure that he...

he leaves you alone.

And I'll be doing

things differently.

Did she say

I saw her last week?

Yes.

Did she say she

was innocent?

Did she say she got off on what

her husband did to those ladies?

I can't tell if you're

just green or indifferent.

Is indifference the same

as wishing you'd come up for air

once in a while?

I've got 18 days to teach you

everything I can.

I want you to see something,

feel something.

This is Viola's

childhood farm.

Now she says

she was the victim?

This is where

the real victims suffered.

Three girls

known murdered.

Three other girls disappeared

about the same time

she and Paul were caught.

Tried to get her

to confess,

take me to where

they buried them.

I want to give

their folks some peace.

I've always suspected

their bones

scattered all over

these fields.

This isn't a registrant.

Yeah, the daughter disappeared

from a college campus

six years ago.

I always suspected

Paul and Viola.

Don't tell them

I got fired.

Errol's visits

are difficult for me,

but Ann seems to find

some comfort in them.

I'm grateful to him

for that.

That's her.

That's Abigail.

- She's pretty.

- Mm-hmm.

We don't know

what happened.

Errol's the only one who promised

we would one day.

That we'd know.

The only one.

Why are we staying here?

We're just a couple hours from home.

We're not going home.

I have a little light

reading for you.

Oh, and if I didn't

already tell you,

always remember

to carry a fresh shirt.

Very important.

Oh!

Welcome.

I'll have the nacho rapists,

the buffalo wing rapists...

the molesters of fried

mozzarella with some...

rib fetishists.

I circled them all for you.

- Hey, here's to Errol!

- To Errol!

Where is Errol, by the way?

Where'd you go

last night?

Did you look

in that book I gave you?

Yes.

Good, because I want you

to always remember

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