I knew that it was about the knife. But i couldn't even imagine that there were the photos of me throwing it away.
- How can you explain this? - I was intoragated by Katie Myers from FBI.
- First of all who took these photos? - Old Harlee was still there.
- Ms. Santos, this tactic won't work. I ask question and you answer. - She was looking at me with no emotion on her face.
- I found that knife in my car...i didn't kill Gina. Why would I? You should remember that i was talking about Agent Stahl and that i saw him. It was him. I came to
you! I told you! He tries to frame me,don't you see! Who could take these pictures except him? - I was adamant that it was all his plan. How stupid! I fell into his trap.
- Ms. Santos, don't you remember that we checked that footage in the subway. It wasn't him. Have you been to psychiatrist after your kidnapping? - Katie Myers
always had negative vibes for me but this time she wasn't even trying to hide it.
- I'm not crazy if you are hinting at it. Completely sane unfortunately for Stahl. - I stubbornly crossed my arms hardly keeping my cool.
- I'm not saying that you are crazy...I think that trauma can effect your mental state in so many ways...uncontrolable rage, hallucination,blackouts and paranoia...you
weren't treated after that incident - She gave me the look of superiority like she knew everything in this world.
- It's not my case...i'm alright... - I was trying to sound as confident as i could. But i knew that Myers was right even though it was painful to admit it to myself.
- Harlee, let's be clear. Im here to get help for you...You visited Gina Romero on multiple occasions and 2 days prior to her death she called to say that she was afraid
of you. - Myers leaned over like she was telling me a secret.
- No...that doesn't make any sence...i didn't harm her in any way! - I couldn't believe my own ears. The room started to spin.
- I have her call recorded. Ms Romero told that you were obsessed with Agent Stahl and was unstable...and you were watching the videos from survelance cameras
from Stahl's bedroom that you hid there...those videos where Ms Romero was pretending to be you...- Her voice was banging im my ears like a drum.
- It's not true! Not true! - My blood was boiling up and i hardly supressed the urge to stand up.
- Also she claimed that the day you were kidnapped, you called Agent Stahl to your appartment and tried to drug him. Ms Romero told that you said that the only way
to stop him was to kill him... - Myers didn't have any doubt that i killed Gina. Just by the look in her eyes i could tell that.
- Lies! Stupid lies! I've never told Gina anything about the day that i was kidnapped! I've never told her about cameras! I payed her for information about Agent
Stahl! She talked - I listened! - I was furious and couldn't supress myself anymore.
- Calm down, Ms Santos. - Katie warned me with a stern look on her face.
- I can't be calm!This is outrageous! She couldn't know about that!Only if...only if Stahl told her!Oh,my God! - I grabbed my head frantically.
- Yes. It's also the part of his big plan. - Meyers gave me a smirk.
- Yes it is!Don't you see!He came to Gina,forced her to call and say these things!Than He killed her! Threw me that knife in my car! That's all HIS PLAN! - i hit the
table and jumped up balling up my fists.
- Harlee...you are delusional!Stahl is gone. He is not in the town. You need help. Gina's murder is a tragic result of your PTSD...- She stood up nodding to the cops to walk in.
- No!Katie!Who sent you these photos?Who?! - I grabbed her by the collar.
- It doesn't matter! They speak for themself! Get her out of here! - She didn't want to listen to me.
I was handcuffed and taken to detention cell like a real criminal. Irony of it all. I used to be on the other side...or not. My mind was so stressed that i couldn't
concentrate on one thought. Headache was unbearable.
"Woz must be knocking all the doors to get me out of here but with these photos it will be impossible to do. My poor Christina!She doesn't know anything...she
doesn't know who her mother really is...maybe i belong here..."
I didn't know hom much time passed. Probably 3 hours when the door creaked and i saw Woz.
- Harlee... - He opened his arms to embrace me. I could see how much sadness he was trying to hide from me.
- I've screwed up, Woz...big time... - I rested my head on his shoulder.
- Nothing's unfixable except for death...why didn't you tell me about the knife? - He petted my head in his fatherly manner.
- You had so much on your plate...i didn't want to add to it...Stahl is here, Woz...it's him...- I couldn't supress my tears anymore.
- I know... - Woz's low voice sounded so comforting.
- You believe me...im not crazy, Woz...- He stood by me and that feeling was incomparable.
- I know you couldn't kill her...i know you,Harlee...no matter what they say...- Woz held me tightly to his chest like a guardian angel.
- Thank you...i guess now need a lawyer,right? - I found strength to look into his face and smile.
- I will find Stahl,Harlee! I promise! - Woz gave me that special headtilt and raised his left brow like only he could. I knew he was dead serious about that promise.
- Take care of Christina...protect her...- I knew that he would do that even if i didn't ask him. But i said it anyway. He left and i was alone with my misery again.
I was pinching myseld not to fall asleep. How week i became...
- He won't win...there's a neighbour who saw me when i was banging on the door...why would i go there and do it if i killed her already...doesn't make any
sence...no...they will try to show my insanity and play that Gina's call...dammit...Stahl...damn you...he wants to make me look like a psycho...like i was the one who
was obsessed and he was a victim...Jesus...what a prick...- I was mumbling to myself.
- Yeah...what a prick,Harlee... - I opened my eyes to see Stahl standing infront of me.
- I'm not scared...you are not real...- I covered my face trying to isolate myself from him.
- Harlee...im not going anywhere...- His voice was taunting me. I could hear the same excitement in his tone just like when he was feeding me that soup.
- No!You're not here! - I stood up and started pinching myself to wake up.
- Poor Harlee...you are in a big trouble...- He wispered obviously enjoying every second of my torture.
- Shut up and go to Hell! - I screamed covering my ears. His voice was nauseating.
- Harlee...- Stahl hummed my name.
- Stop! - I was pressing my hands to my ears as hard as i could but i still could hear him.
- I'm inside your head...you can't mute me...- I felt his calm breathing right next to me.
- I'll kill you... - I hissed with all my hatred, opened my eyes and punched him in his pale face.
He started laughing,not trying to avoid my attack or defend himself. I was punching him so hard that my fists started to bleed.
- You are not going to win! - My rage was extreme. It completely took over me. He fell on the floor and i jumped on him grabbing his neck.
- Go ahead, Harlee...just another kill...it's become your habit...- His face was covered in blood. Only his blue piercing eyes were crystal clear.
- Don't twist my mind! I know that i'm not like you!I'm not crazy! - Tears were treacherously filling my eyes.
- We are connected...can't you see it? - His cold eyes were fixed on me without blinking.
- No! - I sqeezed his neck tighter but nothing could hurt him.
- That's why your subconscious calls me everythime...you can't let go... - He was lying completely unfazed while i was trying my best to choke him.
- YOU can't let go! I'm just can't be calm because you are still alive and you are trying to ruin my life... - I spat through my teeth.
- Oh,Harlee...you've already ruined your life...i was just a trigger for your conscience to finally appear...can you answer one question?
Why did you call me,when Miguel was suffocating you in your dream? Not Woz...me...- Stahl squinted his eyes.
- I...it doesn't matter! - He caught me off guard and he knew it. My hands couldn't squeez anymore. I was losing control.
- Harlee, you're still in denial - His snaky voice was ringing in my head like a doorbell.
- Stop it... - I was drained by his incessant brainwashing.
- You can't live with the guilt,Harlee...there are bad people who have no remorse but you...you are just lost...i'm showing you the way...- He slowly put my hands
down on his chest with immence tenderness.
I woke up in my cell feeling completely broken. Harlee Santos was holding on by a thread.
