Marcie was nervous as she walked with John down the halls. She
fidgeted. "So how are you today, Marcie? John asked. He
could see she was afraid. Nobody should have had to go through
this and Marcie was so innocent,
"I'm OK, I guess," Marcie replied. "Agent
McBain I didn't really know Madison's
sister."
"That's OK, Marcie. We're just trying to
establish some sort of pattern so far. What you do know can be
very helpful. Marcie nodded walking into an empty classroom with
John.
Meanwhile, down at the radio station, Al paced nervously, There
was a knock at the door. "Michael McBain?"
"Yeah," Al said. "Commissioner Buchanan I
already told my brother"
"I need to ask you a few questions," Bo said plainly. Al nodded.
" I understand you knew the victim's sister."
"We dated," Al said, "For a while."
"So I take it the break up didn't go smoothly."
"I know what you're getting at, Commissioner. The
same thing John was getting at. I didn't kill Marissa. I
dated Madison. I can't stand Madison. If I was gonna kill
anyone"
Bo looked at him. " it would be Madison?"
"I didn't say that." Al said, knowing that he
had let his tongue flap just a bit too much. "I didn't
say that I wouldn't kill anyone!"
"You've got quite a temper there, Michael."
"You'd have one too if someone was accusing you of
murder!"
"I'm not accusing you of anything."
"Then I think we're done here. I don't have
anything else to say. I didn't know Marissa Kensington. I
didn't kill her. Check the hospital. I was there all night.
Can I go now?"
"Yeah," Bo said. "Yeah. You can go." Al
stood, pushing passed Bo and out of the station, brushing by
John. "No luck?" Bo asked.
"Nobody saw Marissa being followed. She wasn't on
anybody's hate list." John said. "But she fit the
profile. She was a student here. She took dance classes.
The music box, the leotard."
"And still no witness." Bo paused. "This guy"
"There isn't even a pattern. These girls' only
connection is dance and the University."
"So who teaches dance to these girls?" Bo asked.
"Let's bring him in?"
Al walked into the student center, looking around.
"Marcie!" he called. Marcie ignored him. "Hey,
Marcie!"
"What do you want Michael?" Marcie said. "I don't
want to talk to you."
"I just wanted to make sure you were OK. I mean my
brother"
"Your brother was sweet. He was sweet about the whole
thing. He didn't push me, or pressure me, or anything. And
when I couldn't say anymore, he just let me walk out. He
didn't bother me like some people."
Al was taken back. She was snappy, she was being short with
him. That wasn't like her. "I didn't mean to"
"Michael. I just want you to leave me alone. OK. Please
leave me alone."
"Let her go darlin'," Al heard Luna say.
"I can't" Al said aside to Luna.
"What?" Marcie said.
"Nothing, Nothing," Al was reluctant, but backed
from her slowly. Marcie turned from him and hurried off.
"OK, what was that all about?" Al called to Luna.
"You don't want to blow it baby," Luna said.
"Marcie just had to go through the twenty questions about
this murder I just don't want her to have to go
through this. It's not fair to her."
"Once you get this whole killer thing behind ya that'll
make it a little easier."
"Easier for who?" Al said. "I can't do
this, Luna. I can't even get close to Marcie."
"Go with this, sugar," Luna said before
disappearing.
"Luna!" Al said. "Luna!"
"What have you lost your mind now too?" John asked
standing before him.
"Now's really not a good time, John." Al said.
"Al" Luna said. "Don't"
"Not now OK?" It wasn't clear whether his
comment was directed towards John or Luna. Al was just too
flustered, "I can't do this now. No." He turned,
stepping away from John and walking outside.
"What are you doing, baby?" Luna said
"This wasn't part of the plan, Luna." Al said.
"John, a serial killer they were not part of the whole
deal."
"You agreed to do the switch with Michael. I told ya ya'd
get his baggage too. His brother this murder they are
a part of his baggage."
"OK, I don't want the baggage. I don't want it!
I want another body, Luna. Get me out of Michael. I want a new
body. Get me out!"
"Baby if we pull you out we can't"
"Get me out, Luna! Get me out now!"
