Kill for Me Page #3

with access to three different roads.

Anyone can drive in there, kick open a

gate and dump whatever the hell they want.

Just because a body's

found on my property

doesn't mean I had

anything to do with it.

Oh, we got your ax.

You got someone's ax.

You got my fingerprints on it?

No. And you know how I know?

Because it's not mine.

So if you have any evidence

linking me to this crime,

I'd love to hear it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

That's what I thought.

Found a set of tire tracks

out near where

the body was found.

Now, it doesn't

match your vehicle

or anything else

on your property.

Any idea whose vehicle

those tracks belong to?

Not a clue.

A local man

was taken in for questioning today

after human remains

were found on his farm.

Police were led to believe the body

was Natalie Ross,

the girl who mysteriously disappeared

four and a half months ago.

But police confirmed the body

was an unidentified male.

The death is being treated

as a homicide.

No charges have been laid.

Holy f***.

Hailey, we're in a lot of trouble.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

My dad dropped by

for a little visit.

Your dad?

What?

I called the cops.

What?

Wha...? You called the cops?

Why would...?

Why would you do that?

Are you f***ing crazy?

Sh*t!

Hailey, they can

identify the body

and trace it back to us.

Why would you do that?

Why?!

Because the son of a b*tch

killed my mom.

My dad used to beat the sh*t

out of my mom on a daily basis.

I grew up watching her

take it and take it.

The last few years

she had nothing left.

She was just

a f***ing zombie.

I woke up one morning

and she was dead.

Officially, it was a suicide,

but I know it was him.

And then he moved on to me.

I was lucky this time,

because he was sober.

And he's gonna get to drinking again

like he always does,

and he's gonna think

about what I tried to do to him

and it's gonna

screw in his brain,

and he's gonna come back

and he's gonna kill me.

There's a way

that we can fix everything.

We solve both of our problems.

We kill him.

What?

We can pin it on my dad so the cops

think my dad killed Cameron.

Okay? There's no trail

leading back to us.

I can't listen to this.

Look at what he did!

I killed for you,

now you kill for me.

You're sick.

# If I cut you with these scissors #

# And make it go away #

Can I stay here with you?

Of course.

What's going on?

# My timid hand shakes and waves #

# Oh, I notice things #

What happened?

# I wouldn't have days ago #

# The mind is hard to know ##

Well, what are we talking

about here? Trouble at school?

No.

Pregnant?

No.

Hmm. Are we talking

about something illegal?

Yes.

I got myself

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