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Tests come back on Jill.

No defensive wounds.

No sign of sexual contact,

no foreign DNA of any kind.

And she can't ID the guy at all.

I mean, all day in a hole,

she never once saw the guy's face?

And then she's got this mental history.

A couple of years back,

she lost both of her parents

within a few months of each other.

She ends up in a psych ward

on a suicide watch. Understandably.

We start poking holes in her story,

and she flips out.

We had to ship her off to St. Joseph's

on an involuntary commit.

They held her for a couple of months.

-Oh, man.

-Yeah. But she stuck with her story.

And now every time a girl goes missing,

she thinks it's her guy

and she's in here breaking my balls.

She could always move in with me.

I like them a little crazy.

You want to work with me, Hood?

Get your mind right.

If you want to chase split-tail,

then go be a firefighter. You feel me?

Yes, Sir.

All right.

-Hi.

-Any word from Molly yet?

-No. I would have...

-I checked her gym. She hasn't been there.

So now I'm thinking one of her friends from

econ class dragged her off to a study group.

-In her pajama top and boxer shorts?

-Maybe she took a change of clothes.

-But all of her books are here.

-And you're sure this is all of them?

Well, no, but...

If I can find a class list,

I can call some of the other students.

Uh, I would check her desk.

Right.

Man, she's organized.

I told the cops that

she'd never leave without telling me,

but they didn't really care.

Here we go.

-What time's her final?

-Noon.

Okay. Well, if I don't find her,

I'll go to the exam, see if she shows up.

Okay.

And you're positive

she didn't go out drinking, right?

Yeah. Aren't you?

What's that?

You said she was still wearing them.

-Different ones.

-But those are the only pair she has.

No, she has another pair that's off-white

with blue stripes and the same flowers.

-What?

-I've only seen just those.

But I know what she was wearing, Billy.

-They have blue stripes on them, Billy.

Mrs. Cermak, I was wondering

if you could help me with something.

You haven't said one word to me

since the day you moved in,

and now you want my help?

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be unfriendly. I just...

I'm a pretty private person.

What is it, dear? What's the matter?

My sister, Molly, she disappeared

while I was at work last night, and I just...

I was just wondering if you had heard

something. It was after 11:00, maybe.

Oh, good Lord.

I'm sound asleep by 10:00.

So is Herb.

We're dead to the world at that hour.

Okay.

Have you called the police?

Yeah. They don't care.

Well, you know who I would talk to?

I would talk to Conrad Reynolds over there.

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