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"I have to go find Lucy. Audrey, please fill the Detectives in." He walked away.

She came to her feet. "Alright, people. These are some detectives from California. They're here to help with finding Laura's killer. This is Donna, Bobby, James, Sarah, Leland, Shelley, Norma, Leo, Ben Horne, and Josie."

Juliet smiled. "Hi! I'm Detective O'Hara, I'll see," She consulted a list Coop had given her, "Donna, James, Audrey and Bobby in the next room over." The four followed her out.

Lassiter checked his list. "Alright, Norma, Leo and Shelley, follow me." He took them out.

Shawn nodded. "Everyone who's left, stay here."

Gus rolled his eyes. "What else were they going to do?"

"I will not do this with you right now."

"Fine."

"Whatever. Okay, Sarah, Leland, Ben and Josie. Let's start with basics. What was your relationship with Laura? Let's start with Josie."

She nodded. "Well, you see—"

Shawn cut her off. "Linguini! Ling-Ling! Ling and Lang! Ling...lingual! She was teaching you English, is that right?"

She nodded. "Mr. Spencer, that was amazing! You're right! Laura was my language teacher."

"I thought so. Ben?"

"I barely knew the girl. Audrey went to school with her and I worked with her father."

Shawn looked him over, searching for a 'vision' to have. He noticed a weird logo on a napkin in his pocket. "What does One Eyed Jacks mean to you?"

Ben flushed. "I've never heard of it."

Shawn decided to go out on a limb based on Ben's body language. "Laura was there." Ben's bewilderment confirmed his suspicions. "What is One Eyed Jacks, Ben?"

"I—I already told you. I don't know." He stammered.

Shawn and Gus turned around and quickly conferred. They decided to have Lassie break this guy. He was right on the verge of telling them everything, Lassie could finish the job. Gus took Ben to Lassie's room.

"Alright, Mr. and Mrs. Palmer, first off: we're so sorry for your loss. I promise that we'll let you go momentarily. We just need to know if Laura said anything before she died. A poem or a song she had taken to liking? Anything like that would be helpful."

Sarah nodded. "There was one poem. But I only remember 1 line of it."

"What's the line?"

She cleared her throat. "All I remember is 'Fire, walk with me.'"