Mississippi Murder Page #5

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and tell me you're doing

everything you can

to find David's killer.

Ms. Wallace, we don't even know

yet if there is a David's killer.

The investigation

will prove that.

- Then I guess I'm on my own.

- Ms. Wallace, please.

Why don't you stay

and have a drink?

We can talk about it.

Thank you.

Like a drink?

I'm fine, thanks.

So I know you run the gallery.

Tell me something

about yourself.

You first.

You're not going to

make this easy, are you?

Okay, uh, I'm a local boy.

I was a prom king,

a football star,

you know usual superman stuff.

Now I'm slingin' a badge.

You?

I moved to New York

to be close to Lucy.

She needed someone to

help her with David.

I graduated college with a major

in art, but I had no talent.

So I became a curator.

Suffered through the usual depressing

ups and downs of career and romance.

You don't want to hear

all about that.

No doubt, I hear you.

I just didn't like it there,

so I came to the Gulf.

Heard people were friendly here.

They are.

I'm going to do everything

I can on this case

and get you as much information

as I can, I promise.

- Thank you.

- Of course.

I have to go.

Let me know if

you hear anything.

- I will.

- Thank you.

Oh, I found this ring on

the floor of the gallery.

I don't know who it belongs to.

I'll be sure to

look into it for you.

Hey, con.

John.

Yeah, it's me.

Imagine that.

This... this is a nice bike.

Going on a trip?

Figure I'd head to New Orleans

for a couple days,

clear my head.

David, you know.

Yeah, that was...

That was so sad.

Such a talent.

We are all going to miss him.

Thing is, con...

before you go...

you've got something of mine.

John, I went back to the

gallery to try and find it.

I figured David had

stashed it somewhere,

but when I went in there

the owner came in

and chased me out.

It's got to still be there.

The owner, huh?

Connie...

why did you

have to f*** up so bad?

Hey!

Get away, get away, get away, get away,

get away, get away, get away, get away!

Beverly, it's me. It's me,

I'm not going to hurt you.

I just want to

know what you saw.

Just tell me what you saw.

What I did see.

Yeah.

What I did see

about the fancy man.

What fancy man?

That man has a fancy suit

and a fancy car

and he was in a very

big hurry that night.

- That night that that boy...

- - What guy?

That night that that boy...

Was killed that night.

Okay, okay, tell me

exactly what you saw.

Okay, I did, I did see that boy.

I did see that boy... I did see that

boy and that boy that he was doing...

He was doing things...

He was doing things.

And... and then I couldn't...

I didn't see him very good.

That boy didn't have

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