Chapter 10

Benson arrived at Sherrie's home in Mountain View. As she got out of the borrowed patrol car, she knocked on the door.

"Sherrie Lenso?" Benson asked. "It's Lieutenant Olivia Benson from the Manhattan Special Victims Unit. I need to talk to you regarding your daughter Constance."

There was no reply.

"Sherrie?" Benson asked.

Benson walked around the house to the backyard. As she walked through the gate, Benson was horrified to see Sherrie dead in the yard with a knife through her back. Benson immediately took out her phone and dialed 911.

"911," the dispatcher said. "State you emergency."

"This is Lieutenant Olivia Benson of the Manhattan Special Victims Unit," Benson said.

Suddenly, Benson was hit in the head from behind, and knocked unconscious. Constance stood there with a crowbar, picked up Benson's phone, and held it to her ear.

"Lieutenant Benson?" the dispatcher asked.

"Lieutenant Benson is no longer with us," Constance said. "Goodbye."

Constance hung up the phone and threw it into the pool.

Meanwhile, Shaun lied down on his stomach watching his TV while Clark sat at the table.

"Hey, Shaun," Clark said. "Have you seen Yo Soy Betty, La Fea?"

"No," Shaun replied.

"It's a Colombian telenovela," Clark said.

"Is it old?" Shaun asked.

"It is," Clark said. "But all the episodes are on YouTube. If you want, I could hook up my computer to your TV and we could watch it."

"Okay," Shaun said. "Okay."

Clark looked at his phone.

"Huh," Clark said. "It's almost 8:00. Benson said she'd call. I hope she's okay."

"Olivia is probably fine," Shaun said.

Meanwhile, Benson woke up to discover she couldn't see and everything was pitch black. She then discovered that she couldn't stand up and that she was in a small space.

"Hello?" Benson asked. "Where am I?"

Benson began feeling around and realized she was in some sort of coffin.

"Help!" Benson shouted trying to get the coffin door open. "Somebody help me!"

Outside, the coffin containing Benson was in a deep hole dug in Shoreline Park. Constance stood there filling up the hole. As soon as she heard Benson, Constance turned on a portable radio to the max volume and continued filling in the hole.

"Help!" Benson screamed.