1x13-Havenport

Angry with Nick, and determined to spend the rest of the evening with Deb, Mike returned to Deb’s office. He found her alone again. She was sitting on her desk.
“Beth left ten phút ago” Deb explained. “Thank you, for bringing her here. We had a very good conversation”
There was something off about her.
“Do bạn want to know what we talked about?” Deb asked.
“I don’t need to know” Mike replied, not sure why he kept his distance.
“But do bạn want to know?” Deb teased him, with a seductive smile, that made Mike feel very weak inside. “Come here”
Mike obeyed and walked to...

Mike tried to keep his attention on his computer as much as possible, but every now and then he glanced at the door of Nick Donovan’s office.
“Mike” someone hissed. Mike tore his head away from the door, to see Deirdre leaning towards him. bởi the look on her face, he could tell this wasn’t the first time she had called him.
“What is it?” he asked, with only half of his attention. Deirdre shifted on her seat, and looked around as if to make sure no one was eavesdropping, before leaning even closer towards Mike.
“I was wondering, if bạn could tell me what really happened?” she said....

Ryan was about to tell Mike that he wasn’t allowed anywhere near the case, when his phone buzzed.
“You didn’t hear it from me” Deirdre started, when Ryan had picked up. “but bạn need to turn on your television”
Ryan did what she said, and his eyebrows became a curved unity, when he saw Donovan on the news. “What the hell is he doing?” Ryan mumbled and he increased the volume.
“So, bạn think agent Debra Parker is behind the murder of her own sister, Beth Parker?” a reporter asked.
“All I know,” Nick started, carefully weighing his words, “is that agent Parker could be an...

A few weeks later Debra was put in yet another foster family. This time she didn’t even try to be nice, but she wasn’t rebellious either. It would only be a matter of time before they would have enough of her, so however horrible this family, with its five children, was, Deb would just take it and not complain about it.
The first issue came on the night she arrived. Deb could hear a girl scream from inside, but her new foster father, Mr. Morgan, told her to wait bởi the car, while he would take a look at what was going on.
But it was cold outside and so five phút later Deb snuck inside...

Not wasting any time Abigail walked upstairs and opened the closet. She pulled out a suitcase and zipped it open.
She heard someone ring the bell, but since she wasn’t expecting anyone, she didn’t pay much attention to it. She turned back to the closet and took a few sweaters, blouses, T-shirts and pants. She closed the closet and walked to the drawer tiếp theo to her bed.
“Good afternoon, sir” a woman đã đưa ý kiến downstairs. She seemed a little nervous. Her eyes were red as if she’d been crying.
“Can I help bạn with something?” Wayne asked suspicious, while the woman searched her purse....

Debra had no sense of time when she walked into the kitchen, listless, like a dead girl walking. Her eyes were thick and bloodshot. There were stains from cỏ and earth on her clothes and in her hair, that fell down her shoulders in tangles.
She heard someone call her name, but she was so far gone in her own mind, it sounded like it came from a bad adjusted radio. She started when two hands grabbed her shoulders.
“Debra!” Abigail called concerned.
Debra blinked, the only response she was prepared to give. Abigail sighed and let go. “Go get yourself cleaned up. bạn look like a mess. Lunch...

A strong hand grabbed her wrist as Deb aimed for the woman again. She turned her head to face an older man. He looked furious.
“If bạn hit my wife one thêm time…” he đã đưa ý kiến threatening. “Let her go, Wayne” the woman appealed. “She’s just upset” Wayne’s grip on Deb loosened and she liberated herself. She looked from Wayne to his wife and back.
“Who are you? What have bạn done to my baby?” she cried quietly.
The woman pulled Debra closer and caressed her hair. “Poor child, you’ve had to endure way too much pain for your age” she said. She looked up at her husband. “Could...

A week had passed when Debra had ran out of bread. She was hungry and dirty. She had considered going back to her parents, but that would also mean going back to Dale and that was just not an option. They would probably put her back into that cage.
She still got sick in the mornings. People walked past her, curling their noses. But once the morning had passed she felt her stomach protest against the lack of food.
As she stopped at a siêu thị she considered what she was about to do. One of the ten commandments crossed her mind. Thou shall not steal. But she wasn’t going to steal anything....

Voices. And flashes. Debra’s eyes moved behind her eyelids while she heard people talking. What were they talking about? They đã đưa ý kiến something about being molested. A strange sound escaped her throat and she tried to open her eyes.
“She’s waking up” a woman đã đưa ý kiến fast.
Debra opened her eyes and lifted her hands to protect them from the light shining above her.
“Good morning” a man in a white suit đã đưa ý kiến friendly. Debra pulled back and glanced suspiciously. “You had quite a fall” He looked at his files. “A minor concussion and some bruises. bạn were lucky” He looked up from the...

Debra ran through the hallway and Dale opened the door of his bedroom. “Debra! Come back!” he shouted while he pressed his hand against his bleeding neck.
Other doors opened as well and soon everyone was looking for Debra.
Debra ran to the front door when someone grabbed her from behind. She started to scream when a hand covered her mouth. A boy, about her age, looked at her and ordered her to be quiet.
“The front door is too obvious” he whispered. “I know a better way” He took her hand and pulled her to the basement. He turned the light on and quickly walked downstairs. They ignored...

Dale pulled himself of off Debra, who was staring ahead of her, completely in shock.
“If bạn want to bạn can clean yourself up” Dale suggested and he pointed at a door. “There’s the bathroom”
As in slow motion Debra put the áo choàng back on and climbed out of bed. Shaking on her legs she walked to the bathroom. She pushed the latch down and entered the room. She closed the door and locked it.
She turned the vòi hoa sen on and undressed. When she got in the vòi hoa sen the water was painfully hot, but she didn’t care. She looked down and saw blood mixing with the water.
Still feeling dirty Debra...

6am, the tiếp theo morning.
The basement door opened and someone walked downstairs. They were carrying a bucket with water. They walked to the cage, opened it and poured the ice cold water over Debra’s sleeping body. Debra woke up screaming and turned on her back.
Agnes smiled at her, the bucket in her right hand. “Wake up, sleepy head. We have a lot of work to do”
Debra tried to get up, which was difficult, because she hadn’t stand up since she was put here. Agnes Mất tích her patience and grabbed the girl’s arm. With a violent gesture she pulled her up. “Now, come on. Breakfast is ready”...

Mike walked through the hospital aisle to Debra’s room. The door was open and the doctor was just leaving. Debra smiled when she saw Mike standing in the doorway.
“My hero” she smirked and signaled with her hand, giving him permission to enter.
“How are bạn feeling?” Mike asked softly.
“Dirty” Debra replied grumpy. “I just want to go trang chủ and get cleaned up…But that’s not going to happen. We still have a bunch of killers on the loose” she added. “Did bạn hear from Ryan yet?”
“Eh, yeah. He’s on his way back” Mike answered.
“Well, then there’s no time to waste”...

“Throw the dao, con dao on the ground” Ryan ordered. The woman obeyed. “Now put your hands in the air, and turn around, slowly”
Ryan produced his cuffs, and walked to the woman, to cuff her hands. He brought her to the motel room, and put her down on a chair, as Mike watched, frowning.
“Ryan, what the hell are bạn doing?” he asked urgently. They were wasting precious time here.
“This woman followed us” Ryan explained, his eyes on his captive.
“I wasn’t following you” the woman commented. “I was following the guy that was following you” She realized that what she đã đưa ý kiến was quite...

Ryan and Mike decided to stop at a quán ăn on the road, to have a late lunch, hoặc an early dinner.
“What?” Mike said, when he basically crammed his thực phẩm in his mouth.
“Nothing” Ryan replied. “I’m just glad bạn decided to not starve yourself”
“Why would I starve myself?” Mike shrugged, a little annoyed. “How is that going to help Deb?”
Ryan shook his head. “Has it occurred to bạn that, maybe, she needs the kind of help bạn can’t provide?”
“What are bạn implying?” Mike frowned, angry.
“She grew up in a cult, Mike” Ryan said, frustrated. “How many people get out, without...

Ryan was waiting outside, while the doctor was inside with Mike. Ten phút ago, Ryan had left to go get some coffee. When he’d returned, Mike had opened his eyes. Ryan had called for a doctor, and now he was waiting for an invitation.
Finally, the door opened, and the doctor allowed him to go inside. “He needs to rest, so keep it short” she warned him. Ryan nodded, and entered the room.
“Hey, there, buddy” he mumbled, on his way to the bed.
“How long was I out?” Mike groaned, as he tried to sit up.
“Two weeks, give hoặc take” Ryan replied. “You missed a lot”
“Where’s Deb?”...

In the months, and years, that followed, Debra tried her best to be a model patient. She attended every group session, didn’t mutilate herself, she was polite to other people, except Annabel, whom she’d được trao the silent treatment, ever since that day.
There was not a ngày going bởi that she didn’t think of Rob, and she could feel that he was thinking of her, too. And so she would do anything to make sure that, bởi the time she turned eighteen, she would be released from the clinic, in the hope that Rob would still be waiting for her.
The ngày of her eighteenth birthday came, and much to Deb’s...