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I cannot wait.

Poolside, pina coladas, mai tais. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, baby. Are you okay?

Do you need to call someone?

What's your name? What's your name? Rebecca.

Oh, my God, baby.

I need something different Something good

Can I talk to you for a moment, baby?

Babe, can it wait? The game's almost over.

It can't always wait, Paul.

Okay.

Now that you have my undivided attention, what's this about?

Look, I finally finished another draft, but I don't know if anybody's going to

even care anymore.

You know, my last book bombed.

Diane barely even calls me back.

I just need something to change, baby.

Listen, whatever it is, I'm sure you'll figure it out. You always do.

Now, as far as your sister's concerned, I told you it's never good to mix family

and business. It never works. And especially with your sister, drama

Is that it? Is that all you have to say?

What do you want me to say, Rebecca?

I'm not your publisher. That's your sister's job.

It's not about the books, Paul. It's about me.

It's about who I am now.

I just feel lost.

Babe, maybe you're just having a flight case of writer's block, you know? Just

relax. It's not about writer's block either, Paul.

I feel like I'm invisible, okay?

While the world just keeps moving on, and I'm just sitting here, standing

hoping for somebody to notice.

You know, just take a step back.

You got this.

have it this time.

Paul, I might need you. I might need you to help me find my way back.

I need your support. I need your input. I need your ideas.

I need something to happen, like, right now.

I mean, what do you want me to do?

How can I help you? I'm not a writer, you know?

Babe, just do you.

And I'm sure whatever it is, it's gonna be amazing.

Now, If we're done with today's episode of The Young and the Restless, kind of

like get back to the game.

I know you fucking want. Are you for real right now?

Did you just speak?

You know what?

I'm going to turn the internet off.

Touchdown. Great job.

Let's go, baby.

I guess it's time for plan B.

Good morning, baby.

Good morning, baby.

So how did you just stay up last night? I didn't feel you coming to bed.

Not that long at all.

Actually, I was working on a new idea for my book.

Oh, that's what's up. And I'm sure it's going to be amazing, as always.

Yes, thanks to my good hubby.

You know, I really want to thank you for that pep talk last night. You know,

that's what I'm here for.

Are you going to be running today? How many miles are you going to get in? I'm

thinking about five this time. Same trip?

Exactly. Okay. Well, you know, you be careful out there.

Oh, and I forgot to mention that I'm supposed to meet with Alice later on

I thought she was supposed to be out of town for the next couple of weeks. I

know. She called earlier and said that her plans had changed and she just

needed her some girl time.

Oh, okay. And I'm sure you could use some girl time right about now, too.

I definitely can and I definitely will.

So, I'm thinking after I get done.

We'll probably go to our favorite restaurant and get us some drinks. Wait,

wait. Smitty.

Don't you start. Now, you know you can rub us up in Smitty's. You know the last

time I had to come drag y 'all up out of there, so.

Don't act like that. You know them drunk nights when you picking me up, you

better fit me.

Hey. But no, no, for real. I'm going to be on my best behavior.

Okay. Because we do not have time for people living our holidays tonight.

All right. I'm really focused on my book this time.

Okay, good.

I want y 'all to have a good time.

And I will call you later.

Thank you, baby.

I love you.

I love you more.

Rebecca!

This is Rebecca

Sinclair. Please leave a message at the tone.

Go straight to voicemail. Let's train.

Let me call Alice.

Everything okay?

I'm not sure. Is Rebecca with you?

No, she's not with me.

Where is she?

I mean, that's what I'm trying to figure out. I mean, I came home tonight and

she wasn't here.

What do you mean she wasn't here?

Exactly that.

She's not here.

Okay, well, did you try calling her phone?

Yeah, I called her phone a few times and it went straight to voicemail.

Well, don't you have that Find That Phone app thing on your phone?

Yeah, I have it, but I haven't tried to use it yet.

Okay, well you try using that and if you haven't heard anything by the morning,

I'm gonna be over there.

Okay This

is

Rebecca Sinclair, please leave a message at the tone

Do nothing?

No, but I did use that Find My Phone app, like you told me. Okay, and?

It looks like she's on the trail.

Okay, come on, let's go.

Rebecca!

Rebecca!

Rebecca!

Okay, wait, okay.

According to the app, she should be in this area right here somewhere. She

should be around this area, according to the app.

Okay.

Rebecca!

I don't see her. Rebecca!

Rebecca! Call her phone.

Here she answers.

Rebecca!

It went straight to voicemail again.

Rebecca!

My god, yeah So

wedding song

Let's

go

So you haven't spoken to your wife since yesterday morning?

Yeah, that's correct. Just before I left for work.

I mean, she's going to do her run thing. She usually does when she's stuck on

writing.

Wait, she's writing again?

Yeah, and she tried to tell me, but I was focused on something else.

Now, I noticed that your wife hasn't written a book in a few years.

Does she take these long breaks in writing often?

I mean, not really. I mean, but...

There's something just different about this guy.

Now, I have to ask.

Are you and Rebecca having any issues?

No,

we're fine.

Even in the bedroom?

I mean, just like every other couple, we have our issues, but I mean, we have

our ups and downs, like any other couple.

What I'm trying to get at is, Do you think that there's a chance that she

have stepped out?

Oh, no. Rebecca, she's not like that.

And I'm not saying that she is.

I'm only asking.

No, we're happily married.

And I think you need to back the hell off.

Okay. Okay.

I'll back off.

So, it hasn't been 48 hours yet.

So, wait, wait. She has to be with me for 48 hours so you guys can do

Right. She's an adult.

But we found her phone.

Which you found using a Track My Phone app.

Now, don't you think that it's plausible that maybe she didn't want to be

tracked?

What? Look, I'll do some internal investigating, and I'll put her on some

guys' radar, okay?

So, if she's not found within 48 hours, what's the next step?

We will do everything we can to find her.

Well, is there any way you can keep this out of the media?

Why?

Well, just in case it turns out to be not that big of an issue, we don't want

any negative press to tarnish your reputation within the literary world,

Yeah, I agree.

Last thing we need is the press panel on our door.

Right.

Okay.

Yeah. Okay.

You can do that, right?

I'll see what I can do.

Well, thank you. Well, I'll help you out.

Hey, Jessica. I need a favor.

Dig up everything we have on a Rebecca St. Clair.

Yeah.

I smell something fishy's going on.

We will find her.

I hope so.

I mean, this is so not like her.

I know.

I don't get it. She said nothing? There was no indication that anything was

wrong? I swear.

I was sitting there watching a game, and she said something about a book. That's

it.

You think we should call Diane?

No, not yet.

Let's just wait to see what the police come up with.

I mean, why not? I mean, I don't like keeping things from her.

We're not keeping anything from her. We're just delaying it until we hear

something.

But that's not fair. I think she should know. We're not hiding anything from

her. We're just delaying it until the police come up with something.

I guess we spoke up the devil.

Oh, my God.

I mean, you're going to answer it?

No.

You're not going to answer it?

No.

Why is she calling?

I don't know.

Could you know what he's... Oh, shit.

Oh, my God. Now she's calling on my phone.

Answer it.

anything about Rebecca?

Hello?

Oh, hey, Diane.

Oh, okay.

I got you.

What'd she say?

She's at the door. She's at the door? Yes.

What's she doing here? I don't know.

is my sister.

Uh, she's not here.

What you mean she's not here?

Like I just said, she's not here. Rebecca messaged me last night talking

she has something for this book.

And you trying to tell me she's not here?

You got about five seconds to tell me what's going on.

She's missing.

What do you mean she's missing?

Well, I mean, when I came home from work last night, she wasn't here.

So I called her phone and kept going to voicemail.

Then I used to put that Find My App phone thing, and we found her phone on

running trail. I see.

Y 'all call the police anything?

Detectives? Oh, my detective friend just left here a few minutes ago, and we

gave him a statement.

He said it's not much they can do because it hasn't been 48 hours yet. In

book?

Did you hear what the fuck she just said?

Your sister is missing.

Yeah, I heard all that, but Rebecca told me about this book. I need this book.

Wow.

You're still the same.

Sweet, sweet.

It's always business.

Where is her computer?

It's in her office. Why?

Well, to be a good boy and go fetch it for me.

I see you still stealing other women's husbands.

Eat a dick, bitch.

I bet you very good at it.

We got this computer.

Good.

So I'm gonna take this back to my office and I'm gonna find this book of

Rebecca's. And in the meantime, do nothing, okay? And I mean it.

What?

You think this is my first media fuckstorm?

Your wife is a renowned author, and she's missing.

Media's gonna be here sooner or later, and guess what?

You gonna be the prime suspect, because you the husband.

But I didn't do anything.

But, um, I got you. I know you didn't do anything, but it's optic.

And then your little detective friend is gonna come back, and everybody gonna be

a suspect.

So make no public appearances, no statements without me present.

Why? You're not a lawyer.

You want your wife back, don't you? Of course. What kind of question is that?

Okay, then. Do what I say.

I gotta go.

Hey, Stanford.

Mr. Sinclair, can you tell us anything in regards to the circumstances

surrounding your wife's disappearance?

Thank you, Jessica.

First, let me start off by saying, Rebecca means the world to me.

This past week has been unbearable.

We haven't had any contact with her at all. No phone calls, text messages, or

anything.

So I'm begging you, if you have any information on her whereabouts, please,

please come forward.

Rebecca is my sister, my only family.

She's always been so strong, but this, this is too much.

We just want her home safe and sound. No amount of book sales.

can help return her home safely.

Rebecca, she's my best friend.

And she's a fighter.

And she's strong. So I know wherever she is, she's fighting.

And she's trying to be strong.

Please, everyone, please.

My wife may be out there somewhere hoping that someone is looking for her.

Rebecca Bay, if you can hear me, I love you.

And I just want you to come home.

Mr. Sinclair, is there any way possible that your wife might have left on her

own?

No. Buck would never do that.

She would never just up and leave without a word. That's not like her at

That's why I know something is not right. Something is wrong.

Everyone, please.

Please, if you have any information on her whereabouts, please contact the

police.

Thank you.

Mr. St. Clair, did you have any involvement in your wife's

Lady in the pink, are you sleeping with Mr. St. Clair?

The question for the sister, it doesn't look like you're upset about her

missing. Rumor has it you might be jealous.

My adopted sister.

Okay, everyone, that's the end of the press conference. We appreciate your

but there will be no more questions for today. Thank you so much.

So what'd you find?

Honestly, nothing.

Why? What do you think's really going on?

You know, I'm sitting here.

It's about my husband.

Oh? He's a mid -level gaming programmer.

If anything, my money's on the sister.

The publisher?

Mm -hmm. Didn't you hear? They are adopted sisters.

And everyone knows jealousy is a bitch.

A lot of players.

Too many players.

Well, process of elimination.

I'll do some digging, and I'll give you a call if I find anything.

Maybe we can have dinner over at what you find.

As long as I get the exclusive.

You already know how it should be.

Well, that was good.

You did way better than I thought. I thought you was going to fuck it up. I'm

pleasantly surprised.

Well, what do we do now?

We wait.

The police will come, do their due diligence, then by that time, her face

be all over the news.

So how do you know this is going to work?

Because I know my sister.

Well, what about the book?

Yeah, there's a book. It ain't complete, but I already know where this is going.

Wait, hold on. What do you mean the book is not complete?

No, but I'm sure it will be soon.

Wait, wait.

You talking like you know she's alive or something.

Do you know something that we don't know?

No, I don't. But dead or alive, the book will be complete, and it's probably

going to be a bestseller. So just do what I say, okay? Stick to the plan.

I got to go.

See, it's always optics.

Optics and money. And, bitch, we going to make lots of money, okay?

Is that all you care about? Yeah, basically.

Can you two stop this? The press is still out there.

That's her sister.

Look how she acting.

Look, I'm going to go.

You guys have a good day.

Toodle -oo.

I think she knows more than she's letting on.

And why do you say that?

I can just feel it.

What now?

Detective? I'm going to need that phone.

Who needs Rebecca's phone?

Alice? I'll get it for you.

Thank you.

We're going to see what we can get off of this thing.

Think you'll find anything on it? If we do, you'll be the first to know it.

Thank you.

Have a good day, Detective.

Good morning. I'm Jessica Hayes, reporting live from the home of Rebecca

Sinclair, a world -renowned romance novelist and best -selling author of

That Flock Together.

Miss Sinclair, best known for her compelling story and rich characters,

missing for several days.

According to family members, Rebecca was last seen headed for her routine

morning run, something she did without myth.

Friends and neighbors describe her as driven and dedicated, and her sudden

disappearance has those near to her deeply concerned.

Please, everyone, please.

My wife may be out there somewhere hoping that someone is looking for her.

Rebecca Bate, if you can hear me, I love you, and I just want you to come home.

Mr. Sinclair, is there any way...

Possible that your wife might have left on her own?

No. Rebecca would never do that. She would never just up and leave without a

word. That's not like her at all.

That's why I know something is not right.

Something is wrong.

Rebecca Sinclair's family is urging anyone with information in regards to

whereabouts to please come forward.

If you or anyone you know has heard or seen anything that can help in this

investigation, please contact the police department immediately.

Any piece of information helps.

We can only hope that Rebecca Sinclair, beloved by her readers and cherished by

those near to her, is found safe and sound.

Reporting live from the Sinclair residence, I'm Jessica Hayes, Channel 7

If you have any information on Rebecca, please contact the police.

What do you got?

Our missing girl has a lot more secrets than she let on.

Go on.

Apparently she has a special friend, a woman named Tina.

She met her at a book home a few years ago.

All right, an affair.

And she was a closet lesbian, I assume.

It's a start, but not exactly a smoking gun.

Hold on now.

If you look, as of recently, they've been in contact again.

So what, she just up and left?

Okay, hold your roll now.

And our grieving friends, Paul and Alice, they're not so squeaky clean

Yeah, I had them peg this trouble the first time I shook their hands.

See? They have their own history.

Let's just say our love triangle has a fourth side, and it's quite messy.

So what, we're talking jealousy?

Maybe they trimmed off the extra fat.

It could be.

There's just so many layers to this story, and not everyone's telling the

All right.

Here's what we're going to do.

Different from this.

Different how?

Hey. Good morning.

Good morning.

How'd you sleep?

Best as I could, I guess.

Yeah.

Detective? Good morning.

Good morning. Good morning.

May we come in?

Of course.

You remember Jessica Hayes?

Oh, yes. From Channel 7, right?

Mm -hmm. Good morning. Morning.

Have a seat.

Thank you. Love you.

Found anything about my wife?

Not yet.

I just wanted to ask you a few more questions.

Why is the media here?

Now, we understand that this is somewhat of a high -profile case, so we want to

make sure that we have you as the husband shown in the best possible

I don't understand.

Let me put it simple.

I want to make sure your side is told clearly.

In cases like this...

It's automatic to assume that the husband did it.

Basically, since that one case in Michigan where the lady faked her own

kidnapping, we want to make sure that we don't automatically jump the gun too.

Especially since there is no body.

Okay. Um, will you excuse me for a minute?

That'll be right, sir.

So, what can I assist you guys with?

So, what are you going to do?

I don't know.

I mean, I really like Tina.

But we have something special. I just don't think I can fall.

Well, at some point, you know you're going to have to make a decision.

I know, but you're the only person I can talk to about it.

That's right.

And as your best friend, you know I got your back, whatever you decide.

You always have. I know you got me, girl. Yeah, I'm there for you.

Thank you.

But I do think Paul...

You know, he's a good man, and I think he deserves the truth.

Either break it off with Tina or let him know what's going on.

I know, right?

But they're just both so special to me.

I mean, they are special to me in totally different ways. I bet.

Not like that. I do.

You gotta forgive me. I'm still trying to get through this whole lesbian thing.

This is so new. Don't worry about that. I like both the best worlds. I bet you

do. God.

But you know what? You're going to have to make a decision.

I know, but with everything that I got going on, I got this, I got the book,

I'm just trying to find a perfect balance.

You know what? This will make a great story, though, I have to admit.

You made a lot of money off this story.

But you've got to make that decision.

And I will, can't we just continue our walk?

You know what?

I know

you've been asked this

question many times, but I have to confirm the answer.

Okay. Were you and Rebecca...

Okay, in the bedroom.

Excuse me?

What Ms. Haste is trying to say is, were you and Mrs. Sinclair on good terms,

relationship -wise?

Yeah, but like I've already told you, my wife and I are good.

So, do you remember a book signing in Reno?

My wife has had plenty of book signings in Reno. You're going to have to be a

little bit more specific.

The one where she extended a week.

No, I can't say that I do.

Okay. Do you know a woman named Tina?

Yeah, here I come.

No, I can't say that I do.

Does your wife?

How the hell would I know?

So you're telling me that you know none of your wife's other friends?

You must be trusting.

I'm back.

Perfect timing.

Four.

Would you say that your relationship with Mr.

St. Clair is platonic or something else? Excuse me? You know, I don't

like where this is going. We are just trying to get to the bottom of things.

I get it, but Allison and I are just friends.

Friends who happen to sleep over when your wife's gone missing?

Hey, it's an...

Maybe we should just do this some other time. You know what? I agree.

It's up to you to go, Ms. Hayes.

I just want to make sure your side of the story is told clearly.

And it will.

I'll make sure of that.

Plus, it's always safer to answer questions like this in the comfort of

home versus an interrogation room.

Ms. Hayes, let's go.

Yes, I'll escort you out.

Have a good day now, sir. Right this way.

This way.

I'm a swan.

The

nerve

of that bitch.

That escalated quickly.

And this is why I didn't want to get the media involved.

Are you fucking kidding me?

What?

You damn near flat out said his wife was cheating, and that's the reason why she

could have left.

Oh. Well, are you fucking kidding me?

This is my job that you're fucking with.

How, Craig?

Don't how, Craig, me.

Look, I brought you along to try something different. And it was

okay?

I'm a journalist first. I don't have the same restrictions that you do.

Yeah, and I wonder why.

Look, there is a missing woman out there, and regardless, the husband and

friend are not telling us everything that they know.

Look, my job title is investigative journalist.

I will help you crack this case.

I promise.

So, are you ready?

Ready for what?

Ready for you to take me back to my place and fuck the shit out of me.

Don't you think you're drinking a little too much?

No,

I don't.

My wife has missed me.

I know, I get it, but don't let her get to you.

You know I would never do anything to hurt Rebecca.

I mean, we have our ups and downs, but I do love her.

I know this, but you know what I also do know?

I also know you're a good man.

And Rebecca, she's lucky to have you, Paul.

I told you they forgot about you.

They have nothing new online about your disappearance.

You

still

here?

Well, hello, CD2.

Where's Paul?

He's upstairs taking a shower. Good, because me and you need to talk.

About? You.

What about me?

Tell me, who is Rebecca fucking?

What?

Bitch, I know you know.

I don't know.

Oh, so you know nothing about nothing. Correct. I know nothing about nothing.

Okay, so tell me what you did with her.

Wait, you think I have something to do with Rebecca missing?

It ain't about what I think. It's about what the media gonna think.

I don't care what the media thinks. I have shit to do with her missing.

Well, I hope you got a good lawyer.

What is this about?

And what about her book? She either is writing a work of fiction or the work of

truth.

What the fuck are you even talking about?

My God, let me explain this to you. You know the book that Rebecca's writing,

the one that I'm reading at her laptop?

Yeah. Turns out to be about her husband and her best friend plotted to kill her

so they can be together.

What? Yeah. So I'm going to ask you again. Who the fuck is Rebecca fucking

the side?

This bitch.

On TikTok?

Bitch, you need to know or they're going to tell you for you. Okay? Come on.

Tina.

Tina Holmes.

I think she lives in Reno or something.

I knew it. I knew it. I knew I missed my calling. I should have been a

detective. Hold up.

You trying to tell me my goody two -shoe sister is gay?

Well, I wouldn't say she's gay -gay.

I'd say she's five years.

I need to go pay Miss Tina a visit.

Well, you can try, but I don't know where she's at.

Just leave that to me.

Was that dang?

Yeah. What the hell does she want?

Not a damn thing.

As usual.

Always got her nose in somebody else's damn business. Right. She need a man.

Got too much time on her hands.

Right.

Hey, Carla.

Do me a favor.

Okay, you see my laptop?

Go with my laptop for me and see if you can find something about a Tina home.

Uh -huh.

Yeah, this lesbian, she live in Reno, I think.

Okay, okay, cool.

Send me over everything you got, especially that address.

Rebecca, what you got yourself into now?

Yeah.

Same shit, different day. If I'm getting paid, then you know I'm on the way.

Pushing PCH, crib feeling like a cash TV. He's in a whip and he playing

yeah.

Tina, who's asking?

Are you Tina Holmes? Who are you? I'm the sister of the married woman that you

fucked and turned gay in Reno a few years ago.

So you gonna let me in or you want me to let the police know where you are?

It's a bit untidy in here, I see. What do you want?

I want to know what you know about my sister.

Like, where's she at?

You haven't been watching the news?

Some side piece you are. I haven't seen anything.

So you know nothing about her disappearing?

No. Please, tell me what you want. I'm checking to see if you know about my

sister. She's been missing. She's disappeared. We don't know where she is.

Look, what Rebecca and I had in the past is just that.

The past.

Plus, the last time I saw her, she made it pretty clear that she was done with

us, so... Hmm.

Okay, well, she did talk about you a lot.

How do you know?

She wrote about you. You was her main love interest in that new book she got.

But, I mean, since she don't know where she is, guess she'll never get that

finished.

Ciao.

Wait. Okay.

Oh, my God.

Baby, are you okay?

Are you okay?

Oh, my God. What's her name? What's her name?

Oh, my God.

I'm about to call the police.

Hello? Hello? Yes, please.

Can you send someone?

An ambulance. There's a woman. She fell on the track. I have no idea. She's very

badly bruised.

Okay, please hurry.

So I take it that was worth the wait, huh?

Oh, my God, it was.

Glad to hear it.

With that being said, part of our agreement is I get the exclusive on the

Sinclair case.

Yes.

Is everything about the work with you?

What can I say? I'm career -driven.

It better not be your wife.

Funny. I understand.

Bullock.

What?

I'm on my way.

What's wrong?

They found her.

Who? Rebecca Sinclair.

Wait. Really? Where?

A couple found her walking down the side of the road.

They're taking her to the hospital now to do a checkup.

Okay, go.

Aren't you coming with?

I'm not getting dressed.

Call me with the details, okay? You got this.

Good luck, Sherlock.

I want to thank you for being here.

This has been a lot to deal with.

You know I couldn't let you do this on your own.

Yeah, we are.

You know, Paul, I still think about that time when... Yeah,

me too.

Yeah.

I often think about what would have happened if we just, like... Hey, let's

go there right now.

You know, I'm sorry.

No, no need to be sorry.

This is bad.

Rebecca, I know.

Right.

And I don't want things to get more complicated than they already are.

Hello?

Oh my God!

What?

What hospital?

Yes, I'm on my way.

Who is it?

They found Rebecca.

What? That's a good note. I'm on my way to the hospital.

I got you.

Okay.

Just a few more steps.

I'm on the couch.

Why?

It's okay.

It's okay.

I got you.

I'm almost there. I'm almost there.

Okay, okay. I got you. I got you.

Ow,

ow, ow.

I need you to relax, babe. Just lie on your chest.

All right.

Easy.

There we go.

All right,

babe. Can I get you anything?

No, thank you.

Are you sure? Yeah.

Okay, I'm going to put on a pot of coffee anyway, so I'll be right back.

Rebecca,

what's wrong?

What's wrong?

I just wanted to get something. Then I was coming back down to make the coffee.

No, don't leave me. Why did you leave me? Leave you?

Baby, I'm not going anywhere.

What do you mean?

You sure?

Of course.

I'm right here for you, baby.

I'm right here.

Okay.

Okay.

Can we just break away for a minute? Hello?

Did I wake you?

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything's fine.

How's she holding up?

As best she could, I suppose. I mean, we had a long day today.

I was finally able to get her to go to sleep.

What did the doctor say?

They said something that she had some type of monophobia or some shit. I don't

know.

I am so sorry, Paul.

You know, it's fine, you know?

She's been through a lot, you know?

And those scars.

It's like they fucking tortured her.

Yeah. Don't even finish. I understand.

I don't mean to be calling you, dumping the shit on you.

Oh, no, no, no. You're fine.

Remember? I told you. We're still friends.

I'm here for you.

I appreciate that, you know?

Let me get off this phone. It's getting late, you know?

I just need to get off this phone just in case she wakes up.

Hey, I'll be over in the morning to check on her, okay?

Okay, see you there.

Al, what are you doing here?

Rebecca's in Reno for a book signing.

I know.

I came to see you.

Me?

Can I come in?

Of course.

Why are you looking at me like that for?

I'm trying to figure out if you're okay.

I came to tell you about Rebecca.

What about Rebecca?

Paul, Rebecca, she just doesn't deserve you, Paul, like I do.

Wait, wait, what are you doing? What are you doing?

Rebecca's your best friend.

I know, but you just don't know. She just doesn't deserve you.

Listen, look,

whatever you came to tell me about my wife, I don't want to hear it, okay?

Huh?

But yes, you do. No, I don't want to hear it, okay?

My wife has told you something in confidence.

Let me suggest that you keep that confidence. Don't break that confidence.

Because you know Rebecca wants that trophy, bro.

There's no going back, okay?

You're right.

Now don't get me wrong. I really, really, really appreciate you, you know,

trying to tell me this, okay? But I'm a firm believer that everything you've

done will come to life.

No, that's so stupid.

I got a little dumper coming over here. I just... Oh, it's okay. It's okay.

I guess I have too many drinks.

It's okay.

Get out of the room.

I really appreciate you guys taking the time to speak with me.

And I want to thank you for agreeing to do this in our home. Of course.

How are you feeling?

I'm hanging in there.

Hanging in there? I'm hanging in there. Good.

Good.

So what can you tell me about who kidnapped you?

Um... Um... Did you happen to get a good look?

Did you see how many there were?

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Look, anything you can tell me helps, all right?

And I promise you, I will do everything I can to make sure he or they never does

this again.

Okay, babe, you got this. You got this.

You know what can hurt you now, okay?

You promise? I promise. I'm here to protect you.

So what can you tell me about this guy?

It was two of them.

Okay.

Two men?

Were they black?

White?

No, they were white.

Okay. Two white males?

No. No.

No? No. Was there two or not?

It was two white women.

Two white women?

Let me get this straight.

You were kidnapped by two white women?

Yes. I said two white women.

Were they like crackheads or something? Like, how did they approach you?

I don't know. I was doing my regular routine. I was out jogging that day.

They were on that path, and I didn't think anything of it.

So when they came towards me, I just thought that they were looking for

direction. Hey, I just gotta tell you, I like your physique.

Oh, thank you.

You really are in shape. I don't know about all that, but I do try.

But you two ladies don't look bad at all.

Aw, aren't you sweet?

Say, I think you'd be helpful hands around my home.

Wait.

I'm sorry, what?

You know, I think you're right.

Girl, I can see that.

Because God knows you need help cleaning up your house. You know what? I need to

go. Um, where are your manners?

Are you serious?

Oh, my husband could help fix that mouth of hers. Oh, he gonna have to. You know

what? You two ladies have a good day. Oh, fuck!

And that's when I blacked out.

I woke up in this room and... And that's who it is.

It's okay, baby.

It's okay. It's okay.

They beat me.

They tortured me.

And then they ripped my nails off my head.

Mrs. Sandberg, do you remember anything else?

I'm sorry about that today. Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it.

Hello. How are you?

I'm hanging in there. I'm so glad you're home.

Girl, me too.

How's Paul been treating you?

Paul has really, really been good to me.

You know, I don't know where I would be.

You know what I'm saying, best friend? I know exactly what you're saying.

That's what you do.

That's what you do.

So what else can you tell me, Mrs. Finkler?

Um... Diane.

And you are? Jessica Hayes, Channel 7 News. What the fuck do you want? I have

some questions in regards of your sister's disappearance.

My adopted sister.

Okay. Adopted sister.

Monk. I'm just trying to figure out if you've talked to her since she's

home. Look, I got a busy day, so ask the damn question that you want to ask.

Okay. I like where this conversation's going. Straight to the point. Good,

because I don't do that around the bush. It's bullshit.

Mm -hmm. I've noticed.

And you also seem to not care either way about your sister's disappearance,

which makes it seem like it's a whole thing. Okay, let me stop you right

I don't need to do any lame -ass stunt to sell a good book. I let the work

for itself.

Now, unlike you and your T -Move News -inspired network, I know the real about

my sister.

Which is?

She'd do anything for attention.

So it was a stunt.

Honey, if this was a stunt, then she did it ass -backwards, okay?

Usually you do shit like that when you have something to sell. All I have is a

half -written manuscript.

So why would she do it then?

Well, you're asking the wrong fucking person. I'm not her ex -girlfriend, Tina

Holmes. I gotta go.

So do I.

Thank you very much.

All right. Thank you, Stacey. Yeah, just send those over to me later.

Okay. Bye.

Guess

who's breaking

the news tonight?

Mrs. Sinclair, would you like to continue?

Yes.

So, I hate to ask you this, but it may be helpful towards our

investigation.

Okay.

It's about your egg.

What? My egg?

A myth.

Tina, home?

What about her?

When was the last time you spoke with her?

Who is it?

What are you doing here again?

I need to talk to you.

Come in.

Thank you. This will go quicker than I thought.

What about Tina?

Mrs. Sinclair, what exactly is your relation with her?

You said it in front of everybody. She was my ex.

I just think she was something new to do.

I was bored.

You ain't never been bored before, Mr. Detective?

How long ago was this?

Okay, Detective, what does this have anything to do with them two white

that kidnapped my best friend?

Excuse me? I mean, you're over here asking her questions about her love life

saying all that in front of her husband. Like, what are you doing? That's a bit

tacky, don't you think?

Exactly. What are you going to do about the women that kidnapped me?

I'm going to do everything I can to find these women.

Not by asking her about an ex she had way before him.

Okay, okay, okay. That's enough.

That's enough.

Detective, can we do this some other time?

I mean, it's getting late, and I'm sure my wife needs her rest.

You okay, Vic? I'm going to the bathroom.

Look what you did. I'm going to check on her.

Let me ask you.

What do you mean?

With my sister.

Come on, Tina. Don't bullshit a bullshitter. Who came up with the idea?

I have no idea what you're talking about. Okay, so that's what we're going

do. Listen, I can be a good ally or I can be a whistleblower. And you don't

me to be a whistleblower. I'm going to fuck all this shit up. When did you

I know?

That my sister wasn't really missing. And you know this because she was laid

over here with you.

That's crazy.

Okay.

Explain this.

What is that? My sister's dipshit. Our adopted parents gave us both one when we

was little.

Mm -hmm. You dare to try that again?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Okay, fine.

It was her idea.

Hello,

Jessica Hayes.

Yeah, no worries. I'll just move on to the next story.

Thanks for letting me know.

Okay, bye.

I wonder what's next.

I mean, it's been overwhelming, obviously, to say the least.

Overwhelming, how so?

Liz, whatever they did to her has fucked up her mentality.

I mean...

She can't do anything without me being present unless she's, like, going to the

bathroom or something.

And when she goes, how long is she in there?

I'm not following.

What I'm saying is, is she doing her business or is she just sitting on the

toilets growing on her phone?

I mean, honestly, I don't know. I mean, she used to complain a lot when I would

go when I'd be in there too long. But now that I think about it, lately she's

been in there a lot longer than usual.

So let me ask you this.

Do you believe the story about these two suburban housewives kidnapping her to

make her their cleaning lady?

I mean, honestly, with the current state that we're in and the current

president, I mean, hell, anything is possible. I don't put anything past

anybody. Okay, fine.

Wait a minute.

Detective, I'm getting a strong feeling that you're not doing your best to find

out what happened to my wife.

Other than her say -so, sir, there has been zero evidence.

What more evidence do you need?

They fucking tortured my wife, and I need you to do your damn job!

Is everything okay?

Oh yeah, we're good.

Oh, good.

Is Rebecca okay?

I think so.

I don't know. She keeps saying she's going to be out soon, so I really don't

know what that means.

Tinko, check on her again. Make sure she's good.

Okay. I'll check on her again.

Look, I'm not accusing her of anything.

I just need more to go on.

Then do your fucking job.

I need you to find the motherfuckers that did this shit to her. I would if

would be more cooperative.

You okay in there?

Yeah.

Well, I'm out here if you need me, okay?

Okay. Thank you.

Oh,

and Alice.

Yeah?

I wanted to say thank you for taking care of Paul while I was gone.

Aw.

What do you think best friends are for?

That's what I'm here for. Anytime.

And I also wanted to let you know that you are really...

Really a good friend to me.

Aww. You know I love you, best friend.

I love you too.

I'll be out here if you need me, okay?

With bitches like that, who need enemies?

She ain't shit.

So, when she left, where did you drop her off?

I didn't.

What do you mean you didn't?

Rebecca wanted to get the impression that she had been kidnapped and

So she went full retard.

Huh? She committed. Usually she flakes out last minute.

What do you mean?

Rebecca suffers from monophobia.

What? A fear of being alone.

Oh. I thought that was autophobia.

Okay. Yeah, that too. Got a lot of names, damn it, okay? But she suffers

them all.

Okay, well, she's not alone. She has her husband.

Well, yeah, but you ever been in a room full of people and you kind of feel like

you're alone?

No.

Well, the rest of the population has. I guess you're the only exception.

But listen, if left untreated, monophobia can lead to other things like

lifestyle changes, I don't know, deteriorated health habits, isolation,

depression. You kind of push away your family and friends, you know, stuff like

that. So there's no cure?

No, there's no cure. But, I mean, if it's left untreated, other things can

happen. So that's why I kind of encourage her to write, you know, put

that energy into a book.

Something positive? Yeah, to make money. Yeah, of course, make money. I mean,

duh.

So, uh, what happens now?

I don't know. That just depends on her.

So, what happens to me? Are they going to arrest me for accessory, or?

Don't know. Did you act alone?

I'd rather not say.

Okay, well, that's for you to deal with, but I do want to thank you for letting

me know what really happened, okay? Thank you for the truth.

Finally.

Ciao.

How much longer is she going to be?

I don't know.

You guys want me to check on her again?

Oh, there she is. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

You good?

Yeah, it had to be something that I ate.

Can we continue with the question?

Yes.

So where do we leave off at?

Let's start with the torture.

Why was that done, do you think?

I don't know.

Maybe to prove a point or maybe they wanted to mark their territory.

How are the tree cells going?

Good. Not bad. Not bad at all. Yeah. That's what I want to hear.

How are things with you involved?

You know what? We actually do know. Okay.

Okay, that's good to hear.

I gotta give it to you.

I did not think you was gonna pull this off.

You ain't learned your lesson yet.

You better not ever, ever underestimate your sister.

Touche.

So I gotta ask you something.

You wanna tell me what really happened?

You really wanna know, don't you? Yeah.

You so damn know.

Okay, I'm here now.

Where are you?

Over here, baby.

Okay, give me a second.

Lady, are you sure you want to do this?

Yeah, just throw the shit and get it off of it.

Mr.

St. Clair, did you have any involvement in your wife's disappearance?

The lady in the pink dress? Oh, shit.

Mr. St. Clair? Uh, the sister over here.

This is a quite fair sign about your sister's disappearance.

Perhaps you're jealous of her?

You know

what?

I want you to punch me.

Punch me? No!

I need you to do what the fuck I tell you to do. I need this shit to look

You hit like a bitch.

So, where do you want me to drop you off?

You know what?

Nowhere.

You know what I'm going to do?

I'm going to walk.

Walk. I need to walk.

Tina, baby, I need you to understand the assignment.

I don't need you to fall on me right now.

Trust me.

This is going to work. Okay.

Don't worry about it. Can you just go get my water out of that room, please?

Damn.

artist over writer's block.

Yeah, girl, you damn right. And you probably worked with it. I got through

know all that. I helped you get there. But let me ask you another question.

Did Paul ever find out that that affair with you and Tina was real?

Girl, I'm not that damn stupid. I'm not telling that man that. I told him I made

all that up. I must admit, this was a wonderful lie.

And like the rest of my sister.

Touche.

Hey, baby.

What the hell is wrong with our doorknob? The cold didn't work? My key

work?

Anyway, I was talking to that at the end of the day, and all she did was ask me

a bunch of damn questions.

Why don't let me slow down and know me?

Hello, Rebecca.

What the hell are you doing here?

No, what the fuck is going on?

You've been lying to me this whole time. Look, I'm sorry.

I just can't let you keep all the fame and fortune to yourself.

I'm here for my cut.

You have some fucking explaining to do. You don't have no explaining to do to

me. I just want my money and I'll be gone.

Bitch, you think because I was fucking you, you could come in my shit and fuck

my shit up?

By the looks of it, you did that by yourself.

You stupid bitch. I should kill you.

This is my money. Don't you dare give it away.

Where is the money?