REUNITED AND IT FEELS AWKWARD

SCENE FIVE:

Figuring there would be real gossip where secrets get spilt Sam enters a local barber shop. Inside he finds the place alive with conversation, most over the missing girls. A young receptionist behind the tall counter draws his attention, "Hello, sir, do you have an appointment."

Walking up to the counter Sam looks the place over once more then turns to the girl. "Umm, yah", He brushes back his hair and then answers her question. "Oh sorry, I am a walk in. Is this a good time for me to get a shampoo and condition, you do look busy." He sees the smile come across the girls face before she turns to the appointment book.

Looking down the long room of parlor chairs the girl finds who she is looking for and calls out to him on her headset. "Hey, Paul I have a walk-in for shampoo and conditioner, are you busy?" She listens, and then looks at the schedule, "Not until one." After a moment she turns to Sam. "Your in luck, Paul is available. If I could get your information he will come get you."

After giving false information, Sam sits down in the open waiting area and starts to read the local newspaper. Finding pictures of the girls on the front, with a full page article, he begins to read. Paul arrives and with the newspaper Sam follows him to a chair sitting midway in the room.

Paul begins with a soft brush and then comb before he starts running his fingers gently through the hair, giving a delicate scalp massage. This makes Sam tense up and Paul can feel the rigid-ness. "If I was a female would you be more comfortable?" Paul stops his massage. "Don't be a stereotype. I am straighter then a straight line." Paul resumes his scalp treatment for another minute or two. "There, now that wasn't so bad." Paul kicks the pedal, placing the chair in the upright position. "A scalp massage helps to exfoliate your natural hair oils. Let's go over to the sink."

With his head leaning over the basin, conversations floating around the room drip into Sam's ears. He takes a deep breath to relax, hoping to absorb the key points of gossip.

Paul notices the newspaper on Sam's lap. "Big story that one. Can you believe eight girls missing, counting the one that was taken from the park last night?" Paul worked the soap into Sam's hair and scalp. "It is the worst thing that has happened in this place sense Butch Cassidy robbed the bank." He rinses the excess shampoo from his hands. "Let that sit a minute to work in. Your hair is very fine, but the shampoo you used this morning is smothering every strand so I am going to do a double wash before conditioning."

After a half hour at the sink Sam was back in the chair with the blow dryer putting on the final touches while Paul worked his magic with a comb. "There, now look at that, your hair is like brand new." Paul took off the hair apron around Sam and placed it on the back of the chair.

Looking in the mirror, Sam is pleased with the outcome, his hair, perfectly in place with a silky soft touch. "Thank you." Reaching into his pocket Sam pulls out some paper money and hands it to Paul. "I don't think you are gay, I am just not use to someone else washing my hair." Sam walks up to the counter at the door where the young girl has finished with another client. He pulls more money out of his pocket and places it on the counter. A young man dashes through the door, almost running Sam over.

Grabbing the boys arm to keep him from running into anyone else, Sam can see the fear in his eyes. "Whoa there, are you alright." Sam releases his grip and watches the young man dash behind the counter and take the young girls hand.

It took a minute for him to catch his breath. "Carmella you have to come with me. We are getting out of here before it's too late." He pulled on her arm but she stood fast behind the counter.

"Derrick, My shift isn't over. I can't just up and leave. She saw a look in Derrick's eyes that scared her. "Oh my God, what is it." Carmella placed a hand on his shoulder. "Derrick, you're scarring me. Just tell me what is wrong."

Taking Carmella's empty chair Derrick sits down. "The B.A.U. is here." Just as he said it two black SUV's roll down the street. "Look, they were out at the park. They found bodies at the end of Spruce Street, but there not saying anything. They want to see what the medical examiner has to say before they make any conclusion." Everyone in the room stood in silence as Derrick spoke, including Sam. Derrick rubs his hands together. "They didn't say how many bodies, but there saying it looks like the work of a serial killer." He starts to freak out. "A serial killer, I can't believe it." Derrick hung his head and shook then looked to Carmella. "We have to go, they say their targeting virgins." Derrick grabs Carmella's hand. "We are out of here."

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