Ghost Shark Page #4

Or temporarily dazed.

Or playing possum, maybe.

And you can't explain how a shark killed

three people on the deck of a boat.

In police work, the simplest

explanation is usually the right one.

A couple of yahoos got

a Great White riled up.

Your father paid the price for it.

Let's give it a few more days.

Ava, if nothing turns up

I'll reach out ot the community give your

daddy the kind of service he deserves.

I really appreciate that, Sheriff,

but the shark that killed Taylor and

my Dad was not your average shark.

[Sheriff] I understand

how upset you are,

but you are really gonna

have to let us do our job.

Maybe he's right, Ava. I mean,

the way that the shark looked,

it could've been a

reflection of the sun.

Is your Dad paying you to say that?

- Sheriff Martin, line 1.

- [Cameron] That's not fair.

- We were pretty far away.

- Martin.

- I know I didn't get a very good look.

- At the Marina?

[Door closes]

You check the bars?

Nah, nah. I'll be right down.

Ava, listen to your friends.

You don't wanna wind up like Finch.

- Can we get something to eat?

- Damn it! The pool party!

People are gonna start showing

up to my house any minute now.

Sorry.

I told everybody to invite anybody.

Do you know who's gonna be

showing up to this thing?

Man this is stupid.

The only way this thing is gonna

get canceled is with a SWAT team.

My sister's sorority friends

are driving in from Houston.

- What are you talking about?

- The pool party.

What if we turned it into a memorial?

Yeah.

You're seriously talking about a party?

[Stammers]

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

Don't worry about those guys, all

right? They're just being jerks.

Look, what do you wanna do right now?

Go home.

I don't think y'all should be alone.

Why don't you let me take you and

Cicely, and we'll go do something?

- We'll get something to eat.

- Please.

I know you mean well, but no way.

Will you at least just

promise me that you'll

text me or call me if you need anything?

Anything. I'm serious.

- I'll call you later.

- [Sighs]

Finch.

That guy really creeps

me out. He's a freak.

- Shh!

- What are you doing?

- Mr. Finch.

- Ava!

- Do you got a moment to talk?

- What do you want?

Sheriff send you out here

to spy on me or something?

No. Why would he wanna do that?

I didn't see nothing.

But you're the lighthouse keeper, right?

What's that supposed to mean?

You think everything that happens

off the coast is my responsibility?

Of course not. But yesterday,

you were talking like...

You knew something about ghosts.

[Growls]

Leave me alone!

I told you that guy was creepy.

He's also hiding something.

[Cheering]

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