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Episode 10 - Hitting Home

 

11.34AM
Kerry
: Listen Lauren, about what you told me a few days ago, about your suspicions as to who killed Angel...
Lauren: It isn't a suspicion Kerry, I know for a fact Ken Smith or whatever he calls himself nowadays murdered my sister. The police gave me a mobile phone found on Angel when they found her body, I thought it was hers and took it with me. I realised a few days ago it wasn't hers, phoned the telephone number marked "Home" and Ken Smith answered, I then hung up.
Kerry: Yes, well...
Lauren: Well, don't you see... he planted it on her to be found!
Kerry: This isn't my point Lauren. Angel's funeral is in a few hours... if you want action to be taken against Ken then you gotta do it now, you can't wait until after Angels burial or they'll dig her back up... and I know as much as you do that you don't want that.
Lauren: There's no way I'm going to the police Angel, especially after everything that's happened so far. I just want to forget it all. I'm just glad I finally know who killer her is.


12.24PM
Kerry
: Well Lauren, the service is about to start, this is your final chance?
Lauren: I'm standing by my decision, let's just forget about it and get through today.
Kerry: Okay... well, looks like it's about to begin...

 

4.33PM
Kerry: Dave, where on Earth have you been? You've been gone almost 24 hours!
Dave: I was at a mates, he needed help...!
Kerry: You could have phoned!
Dave: I was too busy... caught up in the moment kinda thing.
Kerry: I smell perfume... YOU WERE WITH ANOTHER WOMAN?!
Dave: I wasn't! Kerry, honey, I swear, it was his girlfriends!
Kerry: Whatever! Just get away from me Dave. I'm away out, I need some fresh air.
Dave: I can explain, honest.... just let me...
Kerry: We'll talk when I get back... that's if I come back...!


7
.12PM
Lauren
: Hi Kerry, what's up? Your all dressed up...
Kerry: ...but with nowhere to go? Yeah, I know. I was supposed to be going out with Dave but he went off somewhere. Never mind. Where you off to?
Lauren: Just away for a drive in the car, need to pick up some stuff.
Kerry: Okay, take care, see you when you get back.
Lauren: See you soon.

 

10.42PM
Lauren
: Okay Lauren, you know where to go... what to say... just be careful. Oh God, can't believe I'm gonna do this... be brave Lauren, you can do it. (Phone rings). Hmm, who's that?

 

Lauren: Hello?
Karen: Hi Lauren, I'm Karen, remember me?
Lauren: Karen who?
Karen: Karen Smith. Ring any bells?
Lauren: Ken's wife?
Karen: That's the one!
Lauren: Why are you calling me?
Karen: I can see your car sitting outside our home, quite surprised that you found it, especially since it's roughly 2 hours away from where you currently live... which is were my husband is right now, taking care of some business. Goodnight Lauren, have sweet dreams... for I know your friend won't be anyway...

 

Meanwhile, back home in Sim Street, Kerry is all alone in the Hill household. Her husband, Dave Land, has been gone nearly 5 hours. Feeling thirsty, Kerry has decided to get a cup of coffee from the pub espresso machine.

 

Lauren: Oh my God... Need to phone Kerry!


Ken
: (Singing)
#The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day#


 

Kerry: Ken...! What the hell are you doing here?! Get out of this house NOW!
Ken: And a pretty face like you is going to make me huh?


 


Lauren: Right... gotta phone Kerry now...

 

Kerry: Arghhhh! KEN, GET OFF ME!
Ken:
Get your hand off my face you bitch!

 

Kerry: Oh God! Somebody HELP ME!
Ken: Oh you can run pretty girl... but you ain't gettin' away from me!


Lauren: Come one Kerry...! Pick up that damn phone!

 

Kerry: Get off me, get lost...! Argh! Oh my God...Ken...please...help me...get help.........


 

12.34AM
Realising the immense danger Kerry may be in, Lauren drives him as fast as possible.
Lauren: Kerry, please be okay, please just be sleeping when I get in!

 

Although Lauren, might just be, a little bit too late...

 

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