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"What are you doing here?"
"I needed to talk to you," the man on the other side of the door said.
"I don't want to talk to you," Rick shouted as he tried to shut the door.
"It's important Rick, it's about your mother."
The rest of the Camden family was now right behind Rick.
"Who are you?" asked Eric. "Rick do you know him?"
"Yes," the boy answered.
"You said you had something to tell him about Mary?" Annie asked before the child could say anything more.
"Yes. Maybe we should go inside and sit."
"My name is Thomas, and as Rick said, we know each other. I met Mary at the club when she was working for Hank. Later I met Rick. I tried to help them as much as I could."
"Is that true Rick?" Eric asked.
The boy shrugged. "I guess."
"What do you mean?"
But instead of answering him, Rick turned to Thomas. "How is my mom?"
"Rick..."
"How is she?"
"There was an accident at the club a few weeks ago..."
"What?"
"Mary, she got hurt really bad."
"But she's okay now though, right?" Rick now had tears in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Ricky."
"No..."
"She's dead."
A few hours had passed since Thomas had told them the news. Rick was now sitting alone on his bed, when Eric and Annie came in.
"Rick?" They got no answer. As they came closer they saw tears running down his face.
Annie sat next to him and hugged him, while Eric tried to think of the best words to soothe the crying child, but nothing seemed good enough. Finally Annie was the one who broke the silence.
"I'm sorry Rick. And I'm also sorry about everything you might have heard about Mary when you first came here."
"It doesn't matter anymore." And with that, Rick stood up and left the room.
In a bar on the other side of town, Thomas was sitting at the counter nursing a glass of scotch when he was disturbed by the ringing of his phone.
"Hello... Yes... It's done."