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What's your poison?
Ginger ale.
Sure.
You're a Lacey, right?
Chris's brother?
Yeah.
You guys friends?
I know who he is.
Everybody knows everybody around here, right?
Wouldn't happen to know where he is, would you?
No,
sorry.
So if you were me, where would you start?
Derek? It's been a fucking minute, man.
How you been?
- Doing all right. - Yeah.
You probably know why I'm here.
Shit, yeah, man.
I heard.
Chris ran away from home like a lost puppy, huh?
Yeah.
Can't imagine why though.
You heard anything?
Nah.
He seemed good the last time I saw him.
When was that?
What are you, a detective now?
Nah man, I'm just trying to find him.
Talked to him a couple weeks ago and he was fine.
I don't know what to think.
Maybe he took off like you did.
I told Chris I was leaving,
and that was different.
You didn't tell anyone else though.
You left a lot of disappointing folk behind, man.
I think most people around here were glad to be rid of me.
One less Lacey, right?
Nah man, nah.
I don't know about all that.
Well I gotta bounce.
Need anything?
No, thanks man, I'm good.
Well if you do,
you know where to reach me
and I'll hook you up for old time sake.
Thanks.
- Howdy. - Oh shit.
Oh shit man.
I didn't mean to hit him that hard.
Guess I don't know my own strength.
Must have been all those years playing T-Ball as a kid.
T-ball is for pussies.
Hey, what's your problem with T-ball?
Did you really think
I wouldn't have someone waiting at the back door for you?
You really are as stupid as they say.
Fuck you pig.
You're making my dick hard.
Get up!
Get up!
Got in last night and couldn't even come see your mother.
How'd you know I was here?
A little bird flew through the window and told me.
Is that how you found out Chris was gone?
A little bird?
No, a friend of mine knocked on the door and told me.
Surprised you were able to answer it.
What are you doing here?
I'm worried about him.
Chris never just takes off like this.
I take it you don't know where he is either?
Nope.
That boy's all kinds of fucked up
because of you.
His big brother left him all alone.
Right.
Everything's always my fault.
So what else is new?
Power ain't working.
Probably need to pay the bill.
That'd be my guess.
You always were a smartass.
You want a line?
No.
You sure?
I won't charge ya for it.
How kind of you.
No.
Suit yourself.
I've got some things to take care of.
If you hear anything about Chris, could you let me know?
Sure.
I'll send a pigeon.
Afternoon, beautiful.
Good afternoon.
You and Gordo take down another one.
Yep.
They're like dandelions.
Rip one out, got two more popping up the next week.
What did this one do?
Little bastard swiped a pile of booze
from Frank's Liquor store last week.
Oh, that was him?
Serves him right.
Oh, and I had some paperwork. - Excuse me.
I was wondering who I could talk to about
reporting a missing person.
I'll take care of it.
Just follow me.
So I presume you're here to report your brother missing.
Yeah.
How'd you figure that?
Well, you've been gone for quite some time,
coming back into town to report a missing person,
I assume it's a family member.
And your mother with her chemical habits isn't too mobile.
Makes sense.
So you haven't heard anything,
any idea where he could be?
I was gonna ask you the same thing.
I mean it's no secret in town that Chris likes to get high.
Maybe he finished his oxy off and went out to get some more.
Well that definitely didn't happen.
Definitely.
Why not?
Because I know three or four people in town
who he could have got it from.
I've only been here a day
and I've already been offered discount drugs.
Interesting.
Care to mention any names?
It's not the reason I'm here.
Listen,
let's get you to fill out that form.
We'll get your brother in the system
and if you have any questions or concerns
you can just let me know.
Sure, thanks.
Kate?
What's for dinner?
I'm making casserole.
Be ready in about half an hour.
Ah, casserole.
Hey.
How was your day?
Like any other.
You taste like orange juice
and yet I don't see a glass anywhere.
Well detective it maybe is in the dishwasher.
I bet it is.
Remember Derek Lacey?
Showed up at the police station today.
Really?
In cuffs?
No, he's,
seemed to have cleaned himself up a bit.
He was asking about his brother.
What about him?
Apparently he's missing.
Is that really unusual for a Lacey though?
No.
It's only unusual for a clean and sober Lacey
to show up at a police station speaking coherently.
So what did you tell him?
We'd fill out the missing person's report.
I'd let him know if I heard anything.
There's only so much I can say.
Not gonna tell him
his brother's probably in a ditch somewhere.
Hello?
Derek, it's Marshall.
Whereabouts are you right now?
Who is this?
It's Detective Lloyd.
We spoke yesterday at the station.
Right.
What's going on?
Got some news in regards to your brother.
What happened to him?
We found his body on a farm
about an hour outside of town.
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