Heart of Midnight Page #3

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I'm sorry.

Tell me you're detective sharpe.

I'm detective sharpe.

Did you just make yourself a cup of coffee?

No.

Well, how did you get in here?

Why'd you turn the water off?

The front door was open and I didn't.

I'm sorry if I scared you.

Well, what did you think you'd do?

Well, what did you think I'd think I'd do?

Don't try and psychoanalyze me.

I think this anger's very healthy.

I don't care what you think.

Well, what do you think I'm thinking now?

I think you think

I wasn't raped, just like the others.

I think you think I'm responsible

for that kid Henry's death...

And the cop being on suspension.

I think you think I'm trash.

So you think I'm thinking three thoughts

and reaching

a moral conclusion all at the same time?

A cop?

Are you serious?

Look, I appreciate your wit and all,

but I'm really tired.

Do you think we could do this tomorrow?

Yeah, I guess we could.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I'm just a little shaky, that's all.

Well.

There.

Good night.

Good night.

I'll lock up.

U-g-l-y, you ain't got no alibi, you're ugly.

You're ugly.

Hello?

Hi, Carol, this is Mariana.

Mariana from last night.

Yes, how you doing?

- Are you all right?

- Yes.

Are you sure?

Carol? Carol?

Yes.

No problems?

No. I'm fine,

but I wouldn't mind some company.

You know, I mean,

if you're not busy or anything.

Good old fletch, what a riot.

Now I inherit this place and...

But look,

you can do whatever you want with it.

It doesn't have to be like this.

It's a wonderful opportunity.

Yeah.

You know,

i always had this image of myself

standing behind a bar smoking cigarettes

drinking funny-colored drinks...

And kicking people out

when they insulted me.

And there'd be this guy,

I guess he was based on my uncle Fletcher.

Charming, but injured.

Sad...

Like...

Like he could've been a physicist but...

And I'd take care of him.

Not because he was weak, you understand?

But because something had hurt him.

He had been someplace

and had come back,

but...

He'd come back just a little bit beaten.

And we'd be partners.

And I'd take care of him.

I don't want to look like this.

Hi.

Why are you always creeping around?

Isn't that what cops are supposed to do?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Well?

Don't you want to see the room?

So it happened in the library?

Look, this was my uncle's place.

I don't know

what he thought he was doing.

I know what he was doing.

You knew him?

Yes.

Catch her if you can

so what was he doing, my uncle Fletcher?

Having fun,

making money,

doing what came naturally to him.

Which was?

Entertainment.

So what happened here?

- What did he die of?

- I think you know that.

Was it aids?

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