Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Back at the precinct Stillman was talking to Judy Cartland. "Have you found out anything?" Judy asked.

At that moment Lilly Rush walked through the door, and headed straight to Stillman and Judy. "Hi, Boss." Lilly nodded at Stillman; he acknowledged her presence.

"Rush, have you gotten anything on the Cartland case?" Stillman asked, a bit dryly.

"Actually I was just about to ask Ms. Cartland something." Lilly stated.

Judy piped up, "What is it dear?"

"Judy, by any chance were there any problems between Daniel and his father?" Lilly asked.

The older woman sighed, "Douglas and I got a divorce when Daniel was 16. Douglas had been injured during his job. He hurt his leg, but instead of getting better he just sat around."

"And I take it this caused some friction between the two of you?" Lilly asked.

"What would you do? Douglas wasn't doing anything, and we had a son that was dreaming way too big."

Flashback to October 17th, 1993

"Would" by Alice in Chains plays in the background.

Know Me Broken By My Master
Teach Thee On Child Of Love Hereafter

Into The Flood Again
Same Old Trip It Was Back Then
So I Made A Big Mistake
Try To See It Once My Way

The setting is a small house on the outskirts of Philadelphia. A stocky man with dark brown hair that was starting to gray in his 40s was aloft on the couch with his right leg propped up. A younger Judy enters the picture. She is noticeably slimmer during this time. Her blonde hair is pulled up in a ponytail, and she is wearing a business casual outfit. She walks up to Douglas and kicks the couch.

"Ow! Judy, what was that for?" Douglas asked gritting his teeth.

"It's been eight months since you injured your leg and you haven't been doing a damn thing to get better! Our bills have been piling up, and Daniel is starting to look into college. All you can do is sit on your behind and eat what I cook you!" Judy was furious.

"Judy, I've been try-"

Judy quickly cutoff Douglas, "Don't you dare give me that story Douglas! You haven't done anything to get better! I want a divorce!"

At that moment, Daniel comes walking in. "Where were you Daniel? It's 8pm on a school night." Judy asked.

"I was with the guys." Daniel answered, as he began to search the fridge for something to eat, finally settling on an apple.

"Son, what good is going to come from those guys? They're nothing but bad news." Douglas coughed.

Drifting Body Its Sole Desertion
Flying Not Yet Quite The Notion

Am I Wrong?
Have I Run Too Far To Get Home?
Am I Gone?
And Left You Here Alone
If I Would Could You?

"Yeah, but you haven't done anything. I figure I better start somewhere." Daniel retorted as he raced to his room and slammed the door.

"Da- nevermind." Douglas sighed.

"Tomorrow I'm getting a lawyer." Judy yelled from the kitchen.

End Flashback

"Ms. Cartland, do you know where we could find your husband now?" Lilly asked.

Judy stood up, and answered, "Last I heard he was working as a private detective."

Lilly knew what she had to do.

"According to this the last case Douglas worked on was on December 18th, 1999 – April 20th, 2000." Scotty said clicking on the site.

"Wow, that guy must have been lonely." Nick said.

"Yeah, but this is weird. He was hired by a woman named Claudia Wolf to find a girl by the name of Alessa Gillespie, who had been kidnapped by a man named Harry Mason. Apparently the man renamed Alessa, Cheryl Mason. After an incident with a cult member Harry and Cheryl were forced to change their names. Cheryl became Heather Morris, and Harry became Roger Morris." Scotty was paraphrasing what he had read.

"Wow, talk about a case of multiple personality disorder." Lilly mused.

"So do you think that Claudia woman would know anything?" Nick asked.

Scotty sighed, "According to this she died on April 20th, 2000. They don't list the cause."

"Hmmm, I wonder if our MPD girl would know anything?" Lilly asked.

Scotty typed in something, "According to this our girl is working at RETIRN."

"What's RETIRN?" Lilly asked.

Nick piped up, "It's a psychology center that helps individuals and families who have been harmed by cults"

"Well, this sounds plausible. Let's go." Scotty commanded as he rose from his seat and put on his coat.

When Scotty and Lilly reached RETIRN they asked to see Cheryl Mason, stating their purpose. The woman told them to hold on a second. She walked to a door and knocked on it. Within a moment a young woman of 23 years old emerged from the door. She had fair skin, and long black hair that pulled back. Her outfit consisted of a knee length black skirt, and a navy blue blazer. The other woman pointed to Lilly and Scotty. Cheryl walked up to the two.

"The last time I talked to a detective I had some unusual crap happen." Cheryl greeted jokingly.

Scotty started to wonder how the girl had figured out what they were, but Lilly was already on top of things. "We're from the Philadelphia Homicide squad, and we're looking for Douglas Cartland."

"Douglas Cartland was the detective that changed everything in my life. He did help me out in 2000 though." Cheryl said.

"When he helped you, did he mention anything about a son?" Scotty asked.

Cheryl sighed, "Yeah there was one time where he compared me to his son, and then said his son got shot robbing a bank."

"Did he say anything else?" Lilly asked.

"Look, in 2000 I had a lot of crap happen to me. Some cult freak killed my father, and I had some psychotic woman making outlandish claims about me. At the time I didn't give a damn about Douglas's son." Cheryl stated, just a little pensive.

Neither Scotty nor Lilly wanted to push the woman. "Can you tell us where Douglas is now?" Lilly asked.

"Yeah, he changed his named to Gregory Almein. Listen I have a patient, so if we're done." Cheryl motioned to the door.

"Yes, that will be all. Thank you for your time Miss." Nick said.

The two detectives left the building.