11 am
"Where to?" Asks Goren.
"PS-22. Reminiscent of Chasing girls or boys and 4-square days." Eames cracks.
"Maybe those activities fulfilled your days, Eames, not mine."
"Don't tell me - you spent your time in the library." Groans Eames.
"Sorry. I spent my time perfecting my tetherball technique."
Pulling into the school's parking lot, Eames hesitates before getting out. "Bobby, if there's something bothering you, I."
Goren gives Eames a meaningful look before exhaling loudly. "Eames I know and thank you. I, said some things without thinking them through. I'm sorry."
"I understand." Responds Eames.
11:30 am Room 7 Immediately upon entering the large room, they spot a middle aged woman, going grey along the edges, wiping down the boards.
"Hi. I'm Detective Eames and this is Detective Goren. Are you Mrs. Ortiz?" inquires Eames politely.
"Yes, can I help you?" the woman replies.
Goren picked up the light Spanish accent even from across the room.
"We're here about one of your students, Joey Komarado." States Eames.
"Joey. I haven't seen him a couple of days. Is he alright?" she gently asks.
"Mrs. Ortiz. The school. They didn't notify you ?" interjects Goren.
"Please call me Pamela. Tell me what?"
"Mrs. Ortiz, I'm sorry, but Joey was murdered a day ago." Blurts Eames.
"Jesús, María, José. I didn't know." Gasps Pamela.
"I'm sorry. Can you tell us anything about him?" questions Eames.
"Joey. He is I mean, was a typical eleven year old. He had a crush on a girl - Kerry Levine. He is, was bright, a tad on the reserved side, but everyone loved Joey."
"Did he cause any problems?" asks Goren.
"No. But six months ago he seemed distressed and started acting out. Interrupting class discussions, and acting hostile towards other students. He'd never done that before and when I asked him why, he'd clam up or shrug. It was like he would just erupt with rage."
"How long did this behavior last?" asks Eames.
"It wasn't until four, no three months ago that he started to be back to himself. Oh, I remember, he said he made a friend, who made him very happy. It was a miracle. His soul that was so twisted and torn was at peace." Replies Pamela; who's now near tears.
"Did he ever mention who this friend was?" inquires Goren
"No, but 'she' was very good to him."
"She?" questions a surprised Goren.
"Yes - Ellie is her name. Or something similar. I'm sorry, I can't remember."
"She was his mentor?" Goren gently asks.
"Yes, I suppose. Joey was very fond of her. She was a mother to him."
"Other than this Ellie. Did Joey participate in any other activities - boy scouts, sports?" asks Eames.
"Did Joey draw this?" asks Goren, pointing to a picture of a two people on the beach.
Flustered by all the questions Pamela answers the question to the best of her ability. "Uh no, activities. Joey always said he was 'too busy' to join clubs. I tried to convince him too. Yes, Joey drew that. He liked drawing."
"Busy with what?" asks Eames.
Goren fields the question. ".with his mother, right? Pamela?"
"Yes, I think so. Joey never said it though. How did you know?" Glancing at the clock, she sputters; " Well, ummm, I'm sorry but the children will be returning from recess in 10 minutes, now if you'll excuse me, I need to finish cleaning up."
"Off course. Thank you for your cooperation." Goren sincerely responds. "Oh before we leave. Did you ever happen to catch Ellie's last name?"
"No. But I think she volunteers at the library."
"Thank you." Says Eames as they leave.
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"PS-22. Reminiscent of Chasing girls or boys and 4-square days." Eames cracks.
"Maybe those activities fulfilled your days, Eames, not mine."
"Don't tell me - you spent your time in the library." Groans Eames.
"Sorry. I spent my time perfecting my tetherball technique."
Pulling into the school's parking lot, Eames hesitates before getting out. "Bobby, if there's something bothering you, I."
Goren gives Eames a meaningful look before exhaling loudly. "Eames I know and thank you. I, said some things without thinking them through. I'm sorry."
"I understand." Responds Eames.
11:30 am Room 7 Immediately upon entering the large room, they spot a middle aged woman, going grey along the edges, wiping down the boards.
"Hi. I'm Detective Eames and this is Detective Goren. Are you Mrs. Ortiz?" inquires Eames politely.
"Yes, can I help you?" the woman replies.
Goren picked up the light Spanish accent even from across the room.
"We're here about one of your students, Joey Komarado." States Eames.
"Joey. I haven't seen him a couple of days. Is he alright?" she gently asks.
"Mrs. Ortiz. The school. They didn't notify you ?" interjects Goren.
"Please call me Pamela. Tell me what?"
"Mrs. Ortiz, I'm sorry, but Joey was murdered a day ago." Blurts Eames.
"Jesús, María, José. I didn't know." Gasps Pamela.
"I'm sorry. Can you tell us anything about him?" questions Eames.
"Joey. He is I mean, was a typical eleven year old. He had a crush on a girl - Kerry Levine. He is, was bright, a tad on the reserved side, but everyone loved Joey."
"Did he cause any problems?" asks Goren.
"No. But six months ago he seemed distressed and started acting out. Interrupting class discussions, and acting hostile towards other students. He'd never done that before and when I asked him why, he'd clam up or shrug. It was like he would just erupt with rage."
"How long did this behavior last?" asks Eames.
"It wasn't until four, no three months ago that he started to be back to himself. Oh, I remember, he said he made a friend, who made him very happy. It was a miracle. His soul that was so twisted and torn was at peace." Replies Pamela; who's now near tears.
"Did he ever mention who this friend was?" inquires Goren
"No, but 'she' was very good to him."
"She?" questions a surprised Goren.
"Yes - Ellie is her name. Or something similar. I'm sorry, I can't remember."
"She was his mentor?" Goren gently asks.
"Yes, I suppose. Joey was very fond of her. She was a mother to him."
"Other than this Ellie. Did Joey participate in any other activities - boy scouts, sports?" asks Eames.
"Did Joey draw this?" asks Goren, pointing to a picture of a two people on the beach.
Flustered by all the questions Pamela answers the question to the best of her ability. "Uh no, activities. Joey always said he was 'too busy' to join clubs. I tried to convince him too. Yes, Joey drew that. He liked drawing."
"Busy with what?" asks Eames.
Goren fields the question. ".with his mother, right? Pamela?"
"Yes, I think so. Joey never said it though. How did you know?" Glancing at the clock, she sputters; " Well, ummm, I'm sorry but the children will be returning from recess in 10 minutes, now if you'll excuse me, I need to finish cleaning up."
"Off course. Thank you for your cooperation." Goren sincerely responds. "Oh before we leave. Did you ever happen to catch Ellie's last name?"
"No. But I think she volunteers at the library."
"Thank you." Says Eames as they leave.
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