*

It came sooner than Dillon thought. During the middle of the night, exactly four months after Kyle's disappearance, they woke up to someone banging on the front door. They stumbled downstairs in the darkness and on the other side of the door was Leo, with Scotty Baldwin and two police officers. The smirk on Baldwin's face gave him away before he opened his mouth.

"Sorry to wake you," he smirked with a sarcastic tone, "But your presence is requested downtown."

"This better be good Baldwin," Dillon stepped in front of his wife.

"Oh it is, Kyle Radcliffe didn't get a chance to make his fresh start like he planned, his body was discovered thirty miles out of town, in a shallow grave, seems two dogs found it."

"And you're telling me this...?" Dillon shrugged.

"He was dating your wife's sister, not to mention that somebody around here has been lying to the police."

"We were never questioned," Dillon shook his head.

"Not yet, but we've already got Miss Jones downtown, she's waiting on you three. We're taking you in for questioning."

"On what grounds?"

"Well, how about suspicion of murder?"

"You have no proof."

"Not yet."

*



Once they reached the police station, Georgie and Dillon were split up, and neither one of them saw Maxie. Inside Georgie's interrogation room, Lucky sat across the table from her staring at a notebook. Lucky was her friend, but right now nobody could help her.

"Georgie, we have statements by some of Kyle's co-workers, that the two of you had an altercation at work the day of his disappearance. What happened between you two that day?"

Georgie felt her heart drop into her throat. Why wasn't any of this mentioned four months ago? Wouldn't she have been questioned about his disappearance?

"Georgie, did you talk to Kyle that day?"

She stared at the table, she wished Dillon was there with her. They had been split up into two different cars on the way to the station and they hadn't had a chance to discuss anything. Still, she didn't see any harm in admitting what witnesses saw, who would believe her anyway? Besides, it didn't prove anything.

"Yes," she let out a shaky sigh, gripping the edge of the table top "I went to his job, to talk to him."

"About what?"

"I wanted to talk to him about Maxie, they were having problems."

"What kind of problems?"

"Just relationship problems, nothing that serious."

"One of the statements said that you accused him of drinking and taking it out on Maxie. You told him to never to touch Maxie again."

Georgie's breathing became more rapid; She was trapped. What would Dillon want her to do? Well, he would want her to lie about everything, to save herself, but she couldn't do that. What if they accused Dillon of killing Kyle for Maxie?

"Well, he was drinking again, he didn't get this really big promotion at work and he was upset...He was just treating her pretty bad, I was..."

"Trying to protect her?" Lucky finished.

"She's my sister. I just had to say something to him."

"Ok," Lucky jotted something down on the notebook paper "Was that the last time you saw Kyle alive?"

Lie, she told herself. Lie.

"Yes."

"Baldwin sent some of the guys over to Kyle and Maxie's apartment building tonight. Several of the tenants gave statements that they heard several voices in the apartment that night."

"Well, maybe Maxie had company."

"That's not what she said in her first statement at the time of his disappearance. She said she was alone, she never saw Kyle or anyone else."

"Well, maybe it was the television."

"Maybe," Lucky nodded, as he shut the book and stood up "I'll be back in a minute."

*



Across the hall, Dillon was locked in a room with Baldwin. He had asked for a cigarette, and the smoke billowed up from the ashtray on the table. If this had been any other situation, he would have considered it a perfect crime movie moment. He hadn't smoked in over a year.

"We have a signed statement from a neighbor down the hall from the apartment, that specifically states that your idiot bodyguard Leo told him to keep his mouth shut."

"That's impossible," Dillon shook his head "Leo was no where near that apartment that night."

"Oh yeah, then how do you explain the statement that Spencer brought in from Coleman just a few hours ago, signed and dated, saying Leo also bribed him to say all that crap about Kyle dropping by the bar that night."

"They're lying."

"Are they?" Baldwin raised his eyebrow "Did you do it Quartermaine? Did you bash Kyle over the head and then stab him in the chest, did you throw his body in a hole in the middle of nowhere?"

"You're talking crazy, Scotty. I think it's about time you consider retirement."

"Did your wife ask you to do it?"

"You leave my wife out of this."

"It was her sister after all...It would be easy for you to just snuff out whoever she didn't want around anymore. That's true love, ain't it beautiful?"

"You got the wrong guy Baldwin. Somebody is getting away with murder, cause you're here questioning four innocent people."

*

"You what?"

"We got a statement, next door neighbor says there was a commotion in the apartment the night of the murder, and that Leo paid them to keep quiet," Lucky elaborated.

"You think Dillon had something to do with this?"

"Come on Georgie. I've been your friend for a long time now. I'm gonna be honest with you here. Everything we have here points to Dillon. Leo works for him, Dillon has the power and the guts to do something like that, to just get rid of a guy over night. He had the motive, Kyle was hurting Maxie and you're Maxie's sister."

"If you want me to tell you my husband killed Kyle, it's not going to happen."

*

Dillon and Georgie were brought back into the lobby a few minutes later.

"This would be a lot easier on everyone if you just admitted what you did it Quartermaine," Scott snarled at Dillon "I'm gonna get you sooner or later."

"Are you going to charge me with something Baldwin? Because if you are, I want to call my lawyer and if you're not, I want released. I also want my wife released."

"Come on Quartermaine, why delay it?" Scott goaded him.

"Because I didn't do it Scott!" Dillon was getting frustrated with him. He usually could handle it, but this time it was different. One false move and his wife could be in jail.

"When I place you at the scene of the crime, when I get that one last piece of evidence that I need, I'm gonna come get you Dillon. I'm finally going to convict a Quartermaine for the lying, murdering lowlives that they are, with any luck, I might even get the maximum penalty."

Georgie was listening to all this and the fear was building up inside of her. She couldn't let her husband suffer because of her stupid mistake. Sooner or later, Scott was going to fabricate something to put Dillon away.

"He didn't do it," she spoke up.

They all turned to look at her.

"How do you know that?"