Shallow Ground Page #3

Jesus Christ!

What the hell is that?

Help! Help me.

Hang on.

Mary.

Mary mix, this is Har.

Yeah, yeah.

Sergean, have you seen

anything out of your records?

Someone, help!

Let me alone.

Help me, Jack.

What the f*** is going on?

God dammit, come out

and show yourself.

Help me, Jack.

Charlie, Jay.

All right. All right.

Have you seen anything

out on your way?

Listen, look. Now, you at least

see some odd kind of characters?

Those just like me.

Ray? Ray?

Can you hear me?

Oh, can you hear me?

Oh.

I-I turn your off.

Now I get it very nice.

The blood came from

at least three people.

Jesus!

Did you hear what I just said?

The blood of this case came from

more than one person,

at least three people

if not more.

- You doubly sure?

- Pretty damned sure, yeah.

Where is Jack?

He doubts, try

to track of his trail.

Now where are you going?

Jack should know about it,

don't you think? I mean

there was a sh*t load of blood.

- Who knows what the hell the kis's done?

- City boy!

You're just going

to get yourself lost.

Besides, I need you

to fingerprints on Jack.

Why can you do it?

You're scared to mark him?

Are you going to do it or not?

Where are the cards?

I'd like to get this

to discuss the part of you.

Because children or not, you're going

to pay for whatever you've done here.

You see,

people get tired of

failing kids like you.

He doesn't care the sh*t how sad

your story is.

On the search, figure it out or not.

What the hell are you doing in there?

What the hell happened?

Stuart shot him, for no reason,

like he was nothing.

I can't seem to make her understand.

I saw the things she does.

I saw their faces,

I heard them beg for her life.

He had his comments.

Jesus Christ, Stuart.

This is Harvey, for God sake.

Jack, listen to me.

The boy show me it all.

You guys have no idea the sh*t he's done.

He had to pay.

Come to the side,

so that I figure out

what's the hell just going on here.

Jesus Christ, listen to me.

- You have done exactly the same sh*t!

- Shut up, Stuart.

Someone out there.

Here are the boy's prints

you have?

Yeah.

"MATCH FOUND"

There must be something wrong

with the system.

Just settle something again.

Second thoughts.

Get Ray on the phone,

tell him that we have up here.

You and I need a long talk.

- Hey, Russel.

- Ray, it's Laura.

Laura, I just have to call you in.

Is Stuart Dempsey up there with you now?

Yeah. Yeah, he's here.

Right, we got him

in the situation.

The kid showed up this morning,

naked, coverd in blood.

Laura, now you listen to me

very carefully.

You stay the hell away from him.

You have no ideal what you're dealing with.

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