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Hello, are you Detective Nate Penna?

That depends. Who are you?

I'm sorry, I'm Connie Kirschbaum.

I'm with the Indianapolis Tribune.

I suppose you're a reporter.

Investigative reporter.

What can I do for you?

Then you are Detective Penna.

I'm not a cop anymore, Ms. Kirschbaum. I retired three years ago. I know that.

Then why are you here? I mean, this is a long way from Indianapolis. Look, is

there someplace we can go talk?

Nice place you have here.

So what can I do for you?

Do you remember our rock singer, Nicole Clark?

What about her?

Well, she wrote a book entitled Secret of the Heart. Have you read it?

Yeah, I've looked through it.

And she mentioned she was the policeman who saved her life.

I wanted to talk to you about it, see what happened, get your side of the

I'm not interested.

What? Look, if there's nothing else I'd like to get on with enjoying the rest of

my day. But I have... Goodbye, Ms. Kurtzweil.

Look, I'll be in town for three more days.

This is where I'm staying.

If you change your mind, call me.

Mr. Penna, you saved one life.

I'm giving you the chance to save a lot more.

Think about it.

Have a nice trip back to Indianapolis.

I really appreciate your calling me back.

Sorry.

What made you change your mind?

Well, I thought about what you said, and I just wanted to do the right thing.

I appreciate it.

So where do we start?

Wait a minute.

Ready? Okay, go.

In Nicole's book, she mentions the fact that she was apprehended by a small town

sheriff.

But she didn't go into much detail.

Did you talk to her?

I tried, but she wouldn't return my phone calls.

So what exactly did you want to know?

Why don't we just start at the beginning?

We've heard those stories from people talking about how tough it is when they

first get started out in show business.

You have to have encouragement.

to believe.

What do you think?

Let's go with it.

The boss man says it's a keeper.

Cool!

Back time.

Oh, babe.

You girls are great.

Did I hear someone mention a bonus?

You're dreaming.

Go get some rest, girl.

See ya. See ya later.

Nicole,

may I see you in my office for a moment, please?

Sure.

Apparently Nicole's situation was no different.

What do you mean?

Oh, you know, that I'm going to make you a star story.

I guess her record producer wanted to give her more than just a recording

contract, and she didn't want anything to do with it.

Nicole. Oh, shit.

You're home.

Yes, Michael, I am.

Uh, Mandy, this is Nicole.

Hey, Nicole, this is Mandy.

Hi. This is my girlfriend.

Just get out!

I can't believe this. I

cannot... fucking believe this and never you, you bastard!

Nikki, wait a minute. I can explain.

Just stay the fuck away from me, okay?

Right. Get that bitch out of here before I do something she'll regret.

Excuse me.

I'm going to leave now.

Will you just get out of here?

Get out!

Honey, I'm so sorry.

I was so stupid.

Sometimes I think my brains run like tick.

So you don't love me? Oh, God, no.

You're the only one for me.

Oh, another thing.

If you want me to, I'll go down and kick your boss's ass for you.

My ex -boss.

Besides, that wouldn't do anybody any good anyway.

Well, it might make you feel a little better.

What are we going to do?

I could quit school and get a job, and you can just fucking relax for a while.

Michael, you can't do that.

You're doing so well, and the term's almost over.

What about your scholarship?

Just think about it, okay?

I gotta get some sleep. I gotta need a car.

Michael was her boyfriend?

Yeah, that's right.

Unfortunately, he thought they had everything worked out.

What do you mean?

She was fed up with the whole situation and decided to go back to her mother and

her hometown of Elwood.

Once again, she picked the stupid thing to do.

Hello there.

Hi. Is there a problem?

No, not really.

I'm just on my way to Elwood and I guess I ran out of my ride.

Well, it doesn't look like you're going to make it that far tonight, at least

not this way.

My name is Jane Riley.

I'm the sheriff over in Kirby.

What's your name?

Nicole Clark.

Hi, Nicole. Nice to meet you.

Well, I can give you a ride as far as Kirby. After that, you're on your own.

Thanks. I really appreciate it.

Sheriff, come on.

So,

this

is the sheriff she spoke of in her book.

If that's what you want to call her.

Why? What happened?

Well, this is where things started getting rough.

Evidently, by this time, Nicole had run out of money and couldn't pay for a

place to stay.

The sheriff offered to let her stay with her in her house.

It had been a long day for Nicole, and all she wanted was a hot shower and what

she thought was a hot cup of tea.

Waiting back to see your child Looking for a chance to leave Hoping that

else will feel A hint of sympathy Feel the pain of others' lives

Girls being out to die Looking for someone who cares

Uncredited to leave Fading hopes, fears of pain No

one seems to care Such a soul Angry cry, is there someone there?

Binding chain, keen to snap.

Do they have to tear?

Vicious mind, painful stream.

Death is in the air. I see my shadow on the wall.

I know that I'm not dead.

There's a voice inside my skull.

Pain is whipping round my head.

I am noised down the hall.

I might as well be dead.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Is there someone there?

Binding chain.

Fiendish laugh.

Do they have to care?

Vicious mind.

Painful scream.

Death is in the air. I see my shadow on the wall.

I know that I'm not dead.

There's a voice inside my soul.

Pain is whipping around my head.

I hear voices down the hall.

Put their chains on misery.

Is there someone in the crowd who cares enough for me? In mind,

people flow, found, tortured for a show.

Views are lost, where did it go? In the dark, so we don't know.

They're watching me endure, seeing where others must have led.

No one cares where I am now.

I might as well be dead.

What time is it?

It's about 11.

Did you sleep all right?

Yeah.

But I had the strangest dreams.

I made some coffee for you.

Oh, thank you.

Oh!

Whoa.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

You're so strange.

Oh!

Don't worry.

It'll pass.

Wake so soon?

You know you have a busy night ahead of you.

You really should get some more rest.

Let me go.

Please.

I can't believe this.

It gets worse.

This is incredible.

From what we were able to find out in our investigation, Marta Samtani ran

sort of a snuff white slavery organization whereby she paid Sheriff

apprehend these women.

Marta also supplied her with drugs and was her lover.

Who were the people watching?

Paying customers.

And Sheriff Riley was actually the one torturing these people?

That's right.

How did you find out about this?

Well, a few days had gone by, and no one had heard anything from Nicole.

Not Michael, not her mother, none of her friends.

Michael came to the police to report her missing, and that's where I came in.

Go on.

Well, I listened to his story, which really wasn't anything unusual, so I

waited. I decided to give it a few days.

Oh, my God.

I can't believe this.

Oh, my God.

I can't believe this.

My clients are becoming very bored.

Bored? That's right. We pay you good money for your services, and the woman

not looking so pretty anymore.

What do you expect in five days?

Well, perhaps it's time for a change.

Consider it done.

Nicole didn't turn up, so I decided to start my investigation.

Thank God you did.

Yeah, I just hoped I wasn't too late.

Neither one of those two were playing with a full deck.

So she pulled you over for speeding. Then what happened?

But I wasn't speeding.

I wasn't doing anything.

Then I found myself here.

We gotta do something.

We gotta get out of here.

We can't.

We'll never get out.

She's right, you know.

You let us out of here now.

Here's the latest hit from the Dipsies.

I said time, yeah.

I said die, I said die, I said die, yeah, won't you tie me up?

You've got to let yourself go talking about me.

You might as well be there just talking without me.

Another day of this and you might just ask me, well, honey, I don't

care.

Wow!

Time up, come on, time down.

Step, tie me all over, won't you hang?

At this point, I just stayed on the road to Elwood, hoping I might find some

clue.

And then it happened.

I met Sheriff Riley in a small town called Kirby.

What happened? Did she say anything?

She didn't have to. I made the connection when I saw a picture of

desk. That was pretty obvious.

I didn't think she knew I saw it, but I was mistaken.

I think you'll find that the services I provide are quite unique.

Nowhere in the world will you find a more discreet and accommodating

arrangement.

Your anonymity and safety are guaranteed.

By whom?

By each other. Your presence as a group is binding. To break that bond would

implicate you all.

Excuse me.

Sam Tani International.

I see.

Yes.

I'm in a meeting right now, but I'll be there as quickly as possible.

Now, where were we?

I can't believe you had me drive all the way here for this.

Well, he seemed awful suspicious to me.

Well, what do you want me to do about it?

I think we need to be a little more careful.

We need to be more careful?

Listen, my little junkie friend, the deal is I provide the money and the

clients. You provide the women. Or have you forgotten that?

No, I haven't forgotten.

I just get a little worried when people start snooping around.

Perhaps this will help.

Thank you.

This is insane.

Yeah, and to make matters worse, Nicole's boyfriend Michael shows up in

How did he find you?

Who knows?

I guess he was following me. He never really said.

He had this crazy notion that we were going to be partners or something.

But I had to make it very clear to him that this was police business and I

take care of it.

So he left?

Well, we'll get to that later.

Anyway, I felt like I wasn't really getting anywhere, but I still felt like

something was wrong.

So I decided to stop in the pub I was in a couple of nights ago and play a

little hunch.

Can I get you anything else?

Oh, no, I'm fine, thanks.

Hi, my name's Katie.

Detective Penner, how you doing?

I knew it.

You knew what?

Well, that you were a policeman.

Now, how did you know that?

Well, you look like a policeman.

Plus, I saw you in here before with that younger guy.

Is he a policeman, too?

No.

Are you here on a case?

Mm -hmm.

Do you want to ask me some questions?

Have you seen her?

No. I can't say that I have.

Who is she?

Her name is Nicole.

She's missing. I've been trying to find her.

Wow.

Listen, um... I'm trying to find Sheriff Ryan when she's not in her office. Can

you tell me where her house is?

Hey, sure can. I'll tell you what. I get off work in five minutes.

You'll give me a ride home. I'll show you where she lives.

What'd he say?

I... So you

found it?

Yeah, I found it.

What did you do?

Unfortunately, nothing.

I had no idea what was going on inside.

I told you not to break anyone here, ever.

I know, but I had to make an exception. This is a special request.

We gotta talk.

Alright, but not now. Let's take care of this first, okay?

This is about the time that I found out that Michael had been snooping around

town and Sheriff Riley had put him in jail.

Because she knew who he was.

You idiot!

I can't believe you actually locked him up.

I didn't know what else to do. You should have gotten rid of them. That's

you should have done. And how was I supposed to do that? Try not acting so

suspicious.

You know everything.

What do we do now?

I don't know. Let me think about it. But in the meantime, lay off the drugs.

It's kind of quiet in here, isn't it?

Tuesday nights are always like this.

Maybe they just don't have anything else to do.

I hope you don't mind me calling it out like this. I mean, you don't think it's

too forward of me, do you?

No, it's all right.

Well, you see, thanks for the last night in town.

I'm leaving for L .A. in the morning.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I'm going to be a model.

What do you think? Am I pretty enough?

You're pretty enough.

Thanks.

Another drink?

Okay.

She'll call every once in a while and say she's going to come back, but she

never does.

Well, why stay married to her then?

I guess I never got around to getting a divorce.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, come on.

Come on.

Portolo, why do you...

Keep on burning when you know she

won't come back to me.

Torture love, why do you...

Keep on burning When you know there's no

love Left in her for me

Why she quit tearing

My crazy mind

No, my jealous heart, another reason

she left a long time ago.

Torch of love, why do you keep on burning

when you know she won't come back

to me?

Why, Secret Terrence, my crazy man,

oh, my dear.

It's hard to know the reason she left

a long time ago.

Please don't misunderstand me. I mean, this is so horrible. I think I'm going

be sick, but...

But why did you leave Michael in jail?

It was the best place for him.

From what I was able to gather from her statement, she was somehow able to get

Sheriff Riley in the basement, hit her over the head with a bucket, get the

keys, and escape into the woods.

That's incredible.

Bye. Bye.

So Katie never made it out of town?

She never even made it to the bus stop.

First you lock up this kid, and now this thing with this waitress. I have had

it. It is time to stop.

No one leaves me out in the cold.

Get your hands off me, you junkie slut.

Nobody tells me what to do.

Like I said, nobody leaves me out in the cold!

Wandering through her life, everywhere she goes, craves affection.

Everyone she meets takes advantage of her

situation.

Anyone can care at first.

Give me just a taste of the dead young.

Falling back, crawling back, looking deep inside, out of the

earth.

Bleaching out, crawling out, running from your fear, what father?

That you're acting out as your lover

sounds like they were completely out of control definitely

No! No!

Mommy?

This had all gone on long enough.

I decided to go back to the jail and get Michael out.

Obviously the sheriff wasn't there.

No, but the keys to the jail were.

By the time we got to Sheriff Riley's house, all we thought was Marta taking

in her car.

So I decided to follow her.

Jamie, it's all right. Just put the gun down.

It's me.

Nicole!

Drop the gun!

We arrived just as everything was about to explode.

Thank you.

You! You're bad.

Goodbye.

It's all right. It's all over.

Oh, my God. It's all over. Oh, my God.

Isn't it?

Yeah.

It's over. Come on.

Not a pretty story is it? I had no idea.

No one ever really does until it happens.

I don't know what to say.

Well, don't say anything.

Just print the story.

Dear Mr. Penna, I am writing to let you know what has happened since the story

was printed last month. The response has been overwhelming. The state has

offered to provide funding for three awareness groups, which will better

the public and help ensure that the nightmare in this story never occurs

Thank you for doing the right thing.

Sincerely, Connie Kirschbaum.

I said tie me up. Come on, tie me down.

I said tie me alone.

Let me hang around.

I said tie.

I said tie, yeah. Won't you tie me up?

I said tie me down.

I said tie me all over. Let me hang around.

I said tie. I said tie.

Tie me up.

Bye.

Bye. Bye.

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