Jesse Stone: Sea Change Page #6

last known whereabouts?

Sisters of Mercy

Hospital, up north.

Jesse...

I think DeAngelo went

to the Town Council.

I would expect no less of him.

They' re laying for you.

The ugly truth of it, Rose,

is it doesn't matter

a whole hell of a lot to me.

Jesse, you need to concentrate

on the rape case.

I know.

You' re right.

Thank you.

Yes?

I'm Jesse Stone,

the police chief in Paradise.

You' re a long way from home.

I was looking for Mary Lewis.

Oh, my mom's resting.

You look like your sister.

Is this is about Rebecca?

Yes.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry.

I'm Leeann Lewis. Come in.

Thank you.

You can speak to her,

but she won't speak back.

My mom had a stroke.

Mama, this is...

Jesse Stone,

Mrs. Lewis.

I was just visiting

with Leeann.

Would you like some coffee?

I would.

Nice meeting you,

Mrs. Lewis.

When did your mom

have the stroke?

The day after she

identified Rebecca.

Thank you for

not upsetting her.

I assume you have

power of attorney.

I thought this

case was closed.

No. Just cold.

What do you want, Chief Stone?

Probably what you want.

Justice for your sister.

I'd like permissin

to exhume

the body.

My sister was cremated.

Okay.

This is old.

I'm going to get

you a new pot.

Did you see your

sister's body?

No. Maybe my mother

wouldn't have had her stroke

if I had been here.

I wouldn't beat yourself up.

You've obviously devoted

yourself to her.

I left my job in L.A.,

and I got her out

of that hospital,

and we've been here ever since.

Long way from Paradise.

Too many memories.

Do you have any

personal effects of

your sister? Pictures?

Why?

Well, it's just

the way I work.

Gives me a sense

of the person.

Frankly, there's

not much in our files.

We really don't want to open old

wounds unless there's a reason.

Oh, I think there's a reason.

Well, I got rid of all that

stuff after the funeral.

It upset your mom?

Yeah.

Frankly, it upset me, too.

I'm sorry.

This is going

to take a while.

Do you still want coffee,

Chief Stone?

Jesse.

Jesse.

Coffee would be good.

It's a long way back.

Jesse?

Would you like

to eat at the bar?

Sure, Laura.

Okay.

I thought I'd stop by,

see if you need any help

fighting crime.

What's happening at home

that you'd rather be here?

Nothing.

Not nothing.

My wife's younger brother

is visiting with his wife.

They have young children.

You don't care

for young children?

Neither of us do.

But it's her brother.

So your dropping by is not

all about helping me.

It's nothing about that.

Are you staying for dinner?

Can I tell my wife

it's business?

You can if you crank up

your lab for me.

There's something

I want you to check.

Can't Doc Perkins do it?

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