The Captive Page #3
- No?
Is she... is she in the back? Can you
take a look for me, please, thank you?
- Nothing?
- No.
Cass!
Cassandra!
Cass!
Cass!
Cass!
I have a plan.
A few minutes.
That's all you'll have together.
Do I get to talk to him?
Yes.
Does my Dad get to talk to me?
Yes, Cass he does.
And we'll be listening.
Of course, I was thinking
some kind of mic...
hidden microphone.
What are you so worried about?
I have no idea where I am.
How would he ever find me?
I don't even know your name.
Not a word...
or else...
You'll kill him.
Wouldn't it just be easier to kill me...
now that I'm all grown up?
Now that you've lost interest.
I can't be that valuable
doing what I'm doing.
Oh, you are so valuable, Cassandra.
Doing exactly what you're doing.
- So it was the patrolman that flagged him?
- Yeah. Kicked down to us.
- Okay.
- Ready?
Yeah.
- Okay?
- It's strange they'd send him here.
Well, there weren't any
detectives at the main station.
My buddy must have known
that I could do it.
I'm not used to interviewing adults.
You'll be fine.
Mr. Lane.
this is Detective Cornwall.
We have read through your statement that
you gave to the patrolman an hour ago.
We'd just like to go over
a few details with you.
Yeah. Good.
Is it okay if we record this?
Yeah. Did you see my wife?
Did someone give her a ride down?
I don't know anything
about your wife, Mr. Lane.
I... I called her three hours ago.
It shouldn't take her this long to get here.
I'm worried that she went to the
main police station, not this one.
I told her to take a cab.
Okay. Let's just get
and then we'll look into the
whereabouts of your wife. All right?
Just to be clear, this conversation
is completely voluntary.
And you are not being
forced to tell us anything.
Do you understand this?
- "Yes".
- Yes.
Okay. Now, you say you were
in the diner for how long?
A few minutes. Less.
Okay. Were there any other customers?
- No. I... I didn't see any.
- No customers.
It says here you bought a pie?
Yeah, we bought a...
my daughter... Yeah, we do
I gotta get a pie.
had chocolate ice cream...
Sorry, you mean Lesley?
And they... they... No.
Linda. They didn't have any chocolate
ice cream. Can I call my wife now?
It's "Lesley". I'm sorry,
It says "Linda". I can see it from here.
And my nine-year-old
daughter's another mile away.
You have very good eyesight, Mr. Lane.
But you claim you didn't see anything
suspicious when you
looked back to the truck?
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