Strange Weather Page #3
Hey, sue Anne, your yard's
sure looking gorgeous.
Aren't you worried about getting
ticketed for the sprinklers?
Oh, we aren't
on water restrictions
here in the heights.
What can I help you with, Darcy?
Well, actually,
I'm looking for Kevin.
Well, he and Beth and the boys
headed back to Alabama
around dawn.
I need to speak with him
about something.
Maybe you could just give me
his number then.
Um, try "zipper."
That's not it either.
What about "interpol"?
Some kind of joke?
It's the name
of his favorite band.
Mm-mm.
"Asimov."
- What? What?
- "Asimov."
Uh-uh.
There's got to be some kind
of code you can crack.
It's encrypted,
the password he
would've used, Darcy.
- "Periwinkle."
"Periwinkle"?
You sure you don't
have a single hard copy
of that thing anywhere?
Those aren't the kinds
of things I held onto.
- Cinnamon roll.
- Yeah.
- Look, I'll cut to the chase, Clay.
- Okay.
I need that thing you been
holding for me.
I'm sorry, what thing?
That bag.
From the police.
Why do you need that right now?
I just feel like
maybe it's time.
Time to use what's in the bag?
It's just I'm ready
to take it back now.
Yeah?
I don't think so.
You do know that it's my job
to protect you from you.
In fact, I could make it
my full-time vocation.
Please.
Just give it to me.
Stop!
You stop right there!
I'm calling the cops!
You're trespassing!
Sorry, I-i-i...
Who are you?!
What're you doing here?!
My name's Darcy baylor.
I just... I knew somebody
who used to live in this house.
Whoa.
Walker's mom?
So when mark moved out,
his dad let me stay on.
Figure they got so much money,
forgot they even owned
the place, you know?
Some accountant pays
the taxes once a year.
It's all good.
You got some needle and thread,
I could mend that for you.
You still talk to mark?
No, nope, we're not in touch.
Dennis?
I need you to think back
to around the time that...
That Walker died.
About how he was acting,
how mark was acting,
what might've been going on
between those two.
Dennis.
I don't know.
There weren't any bad vibes
or anything.
Uh-huh.
I'd have picked up on it
if there was.
- Yeah, of course.
- You know?
I mean, Walker was kind of
a mess that day, but...
Wait, what day?
Well...
You know, the day he, uh...
Walker came out here
the day he died?
Yeah.
Well, how come none of you boys
ever told me that?
You never asked.
Why are you asking now?
It's been, what,
six years or something?
Seven.
Just tell me.
Okay.
Well...
I remember it was hot,
hot and dry
like it's been lately.
Walker dragged his ass
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