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Becky, tell me what's going on. Just get me to the bus, Alex. I just wanna go home. It's too late, I know it's too late. What are you doing? Get off of me. I'm sorry. I can't believe you. Becky, I'm sorry. Come back. Becky! When I realized what I'd done. I drove around for a couple minutes. I couldn't find her. Eventually, I went home. And when you showed up, when I found out that she was missing. I thought. I don't know, I panicked. I thought I might be responsible. We found her. She was hit by a cab Saturday morning. According to witnesses, she just stumbled into the street.
That was around 9:30 a.m. last Saturday.
Her fake ID was in her back pocket.
Yeah, maybe.
She used the name Betty Johnson. Betty Boop. They had her listed as unspoken for. Trevor Haines is a con artist.
Who was gonna make them big stars. Whatever.
He read about your son's case online. He memorized some details, and he made up the rest. He's done it before, Chet. Several times. I am truly sorry.
The guy's a sleaze monkey. He hits on every girl in his agency.
It feels like drowning, Jack. Like drowning so slowly you don't even realize what's happening. Well, I have to go on. I can't let Sean go.