When the Bough Breaks Page #3

next month.

The man loves cocktail shrimp

and the Saints.

Done.

Will you guys just excuse me for a minute?

She's here for you?

She's a relative.

I called Laura.

She told me to come. I'm sorry.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah.

I had a doctor's appointment.

Mike didn't pick me up.

Okay, let's go.

Come on, honey.

I grew up in a neighbourhood

just like this.

My father, he worked so hard,

he didn't have that many days off...

...but when he did...

...he used to pick me up from school.

God, I can't wait to do that.

You're welcome, John.

- So you okay?

- Yeah. Thanks for the ride.

Quiet. Quiet!

Guess you forgot to pick her up.

Everything good?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm great.

How's this one working out?

Anything you need me to talk to her about?

Everything's fine.

Go in the house right now.

Now.

Let's go.

It's been a long day, cat.

Move.

Mess with me?

That's what I'm talking about.

What's troubling that

pretty little head of yours?

Anna said she'd call me, and she hasn't.

She's young. She probably just forgot.

Told you.

Hello?

What?

- You must be John Taylor?

- Yes.

Right over here.

I'm fine.

- You're sure?

- Yeah.

- The baby's okay?

- Baby's fine. I'm sure.

The perpetrator,

Mr. Mitchell, he'll be taken in...

...and charged with domestic battery.

He acknowledged striking Miss Walsh.

- You're not gonna let him out, are you?

- He makes bail, we can't hold him.

- But he'll hurt me.

- He tries to harm you...

...you call us, we'll arrest him again.

You may wanna try to find

another place to stay.

I don't have another place to stay.

Yes, you do.

He hurt my face.

I am so sorry.

- It's okay.

- I am so sorry.

- No, it's okay.

- Anna!

- Anna!

- Hey.

- Anna!

- Let's go!

- Anna!

- Don't move!

- Hey, hey!

- Get down. Get down!

I got him. All right. Get him in the car.

- Come on. Come on! Get in the car!

- Anna.

Oh, my God.

You're okay, all right?

We're gonna take care of you.

You're gonna be fine.

Let's get you inside.

Hey, John.

How the hell are you?

I need you to listen to me, Mike.

I need you to really understand

what I'm about to say.

This is a restraining order.

It's already happened.

This is a case for domestic abuse...

...battery and child endangerment.

This is a letter to the DA...

...who's a friend of mine...

...recommending no less

than seven criminal counts.

These haven't been filed yet.

So, what's gonna happen now is this:

You're gonna stay away from Anna.

We're never gonna see you again.

She's never gonna see you again.

In 10 days, you're gonna be shipped off

to the Middle East.

And when you return,

your money's gonna be waiting for you.

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