[She ain't heard 'bout Stone getting any eyeballs delivered, and she ain't got a clue folks have been putting things together 'bout burnings and body parts coming, so Clementine, she doesn't make the connection between the burnings and the tongue
. Far as she knows, they ain't heard a peep from their serial since last month. This post comes on the heels of 20 hours of questioning, looking through photo lineups, and canvasing. See, Hell's Kitchen PD, they reckon there's a live girl out there being tortured, and finding her's first priority. News runs stories, and folks come out with flashlights to scour alleys and corners, shops and flophouses, all looking for a missing girl. No composite, nothing much to go on, and DNA hit still pending, and there's a whole lot of nothing after a long damn day, a few hours for resting before it all starts up again come morning. And Clementine, she misses her folks fierce right 'bout then.][Locked to Penny R]
Know what I miss most bout home?