Rizzles Story

Chapter 25

At Waltons Place

Mr.James: You have no right. I'm an american citizen! Touch nothing!

Korsak: Yeah. Whatever you say.

Jane: This picture is recent. If he was still following her, why would she let the restraining order lapse?

Korsak: Stupidity? I just figured out how a professional stalker can afford these digs and how he met our victim.

Jane: Police brutality strikes again. I remember this.

Korsak: He was one of the protesters who got their butts kicked at that, World bank to-do, sued the city and got a tidy settlement.

Jane: She turned him into a hero for a day.

Korsak: He turned her into a victim for five years.

Jane: Yeah, It seems that way, doesn't it?

At BPD

Jane: So what happened, Walton? Theresa finally have enough, so you let her free-fall?

Walton: I have rights.

Frost: Those rights don't include murder.

Walton: I know how the police operate.
You're liars. You're bullies. You want me to believe she's dead so I'll tell you everything I know.

Jane: Walton, it's on the news. It's in all the papers.

Walton: Everything we see, everything we hear, it-It's, It's been manipulated by governments and-and corporations.
That's why Theresa's so special. That's why you were snooping outside of her place.

Jane: I was trying to find out why she was killed.

Walton: Where'd you send her? Guantanamo?

Down in the Morgue

Jane: Theresa is under that sheet, Walton. You ready for this?

Walton: It's a replica or something. You people are exceptionally well-funded.

Korsak: No, trust me, we're no--

Maura pulls the sheet off.

Jane: Walton, Theresa was shot and pushed off a building. Were you there? Do you remember?

Walton: Who did this? Who hurt you?

Jane: Walton

Walton: No. Theresa. Please, No!

He hits a table and knocks some supplies off. Jane grabs him and lowers him to the ground.

Jane: It's all right. Come on.