Rosewood Lane Page #4

Isn't that enough?

I'm just trying to get

the facts straight, Ms. Blake.

It's Dr. Blake,

Detective.

And the facts are,

I did a show

on nursery rhymes

a couple months ago,

about the violence

and abuse in a lot of them.

Now, I think this kid must've heard

that show.

She also counsels problem kids

at a community center.

It wasn't one of them.

So, let's get a statement,

and let's get a description.

That's the first step.

I am guessing that

you don't remember

the last time we

met each other.

A year ago

in the same cellar.

Wait a minute.

You think this has something to do

with your dad?

Look, she just moved in,

she's a little jumpy

and this freakin' kid

is downstairs

when she gets home.

We're on top of it,

Mr. Tanner.

Let's take care

of this fast.

Do you want

his fingerprints?

He switched them again.

The bear and the ballerina.

I wasn't exactly snooping.

I was cleaning and I saw it.

But there are no accidents,

are there, Mary?

And your son put

something in that letter

about himself that he was not ready

for you to know.

But I feel I have a right to make sure

he stays safe,

that he stays happy.

And that he makes

the kind of choices

that are the right

choices for him to do that.

Am I a bad mother for thinking

we should be able to talk about

anything and everything?

The paperboy for your area

is a boy named Derek.

No, he said

his name was Cam.

Well, it's Derek.

And he fit your description.

This is the kid, trust me.

He's got the eyes

you were talking about.

His parents said he has something

called aniridia.

It's when the iris

doesn't develop,

so it stays

black like the pupil.

Well, did you go to his house

and question him?

Yeah, and the kid was more than

a little surprised

to see us

at 2:
00 in the morning,

that includes his parents

who gave sworn statements

that Derek was home

all night, did homework,

watched some TV

and was in bed by 11 :30.

Yeah, well, parents lie for their kids

all the time.

I said he had an alibi,

I didn't say we believed it.

I just want to know what the hell

he was doing in my house.

Doesn't it make

you stop and think?

It made all of

us stop and think,

but we have nothing to tie him

to your dad whatsoever.

What about fingerprints?

We didn't find any.

As a matter of fact, we couldn't find

anyone in that cul-de-sac

who had anything to say

about this kid at all.

They didn't see me chasing him up a hill

at 1:
00 in the morning

with a bunch of their dogs?

What?

Your neighbors don't

exactly corroborate

your story about what happened

the other night.

Even Fred?

The old guy next door?

Especially Fred.

Mr. Crumb? It's Sonny.

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