"I still don't get it," Liz ran a hand through her hair and sighed, still crouched down to the mysterious stone that was so old. "the toumbstone is old, but the barial is new? It just doesn't make sense."
"I don't know what to tell you," Jonas shrugged, totally dumbfounded as well.
Liz bit her nails, a habbit she picked up after her sister died. "We need to figure out the name," she turned to Jonas, who wasn't far behind her.
"Okay, but why don't we come back tomorrow? You know, when there is some light," he told her, a little spooked out because it was so late at night.
"Sure," Jonas smiled at the frail girl who had already started walking down the hill and towards the car.
...
Macey didn't think twice about laying in her bed that night and drifting off into a peaceful sleep. Neither did Bex, all the way on the other side of town.
...
"Holy shit," Grant muttered, after staring in shock at the computer screen. "She stole a whole bunch of crap...like...classified crap."
And before he could research her anymore, his phone rang. He didn't answer it right away, because it was a number he didn't recognize. But he figured why not.
"Hello?"
"Hello Mr. Newman, how are you?" the mysterious voice on the other side answered.
But then he recognized the voice.
And the only thing that came to his mind was, holy shit...again.
...
"Why would he hate you?" Cammie asked.
Zach sighed. "Well my mom is dead, so he has no work now."
Cammie shook her head. "But it's not your fault."
Zach turned and looked into her eyes, and felt something inside of him stir, making him want to tell her the truth. He knew she would find out sooner or later. He figured he should be the one to tell her and not somebody else.
"Yes, it is my fault, because I killed her. I killed my mother, and his boss."
Cammie laughed nervously. "No you didn't."
Zach just nodded.
"You can't be serious," she gaped.
"You shouldn't keep your mouth open like that Gallagher Girl, you are gonna catch flies."
"Oh stop trying to change the subject," she slapped his arm.
"Woah woah, watch the kid," he said sarcastically. "And, since you want to know so badly, that is why I got Isabella. I have something on him, Bill or Marco or whatever you want to call him, now. He wants to kill me since I killed her, and now I have something to surprise him with. Oh ya, and I didn't want to tell you this, but now that he has seen you with me, he is going to think you are back in the business, looking for your father."
"But-my father is dead, so there is no use in looking for him," she defended, utterly sure of her less than positive answer to his surprising statement. All within 12 hours she gained motherhood, went on the worst date possible and was told somebody wanted her dead.
"Sorry Gallagher Girl, I know your father is alive. In fact, I talked to him about three weeks ago."
She stared blankly at him and laughed nervously again. "No...no you didn't. You are just trying to mess with me."
"Not really," he told her honestly.
"But-how-" she stuttered before getting interrupted.
"Excuse me passengers, we will be begining our decent into New York's JFK International airport in about five minutes. Welcome back to the United States."
And what a glorious homecoming it would be.
