We left off last week in the middle of scene seven. Charlie's phone had just rang, let's see who it is shall we? (1 & 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 & 7)

CHARLIE
Hello?

CAMPBELL enters stage left.

CAMPBELL
Mr. Welch, I have a batch of possible suspects. The first goes by Pretty Boy on the streets,
apparently he likes to kill his victims then put their makeup on. The second is Night Stalker who
follows women home then kills them and the last one is The One Who Must Not Be Named.

CHARLIE
Isn’t that from Harry Potter or something?

CAMPBELL
I wouldn't know. Never read the books or watched the movies. So, Mr. Welch, do you have any questions?

CHARLIE
No, I think you’ve covered it all. Thanks for the information, Detective CAMPBELL.

CHARLIE hangs up the phone and CAMPBELL exits. CHARLIE pulls out his laptop.

CHARLIE
Let’s do some research into these guys. With such strange names it’s a wonder that I’ve never
heard about them before. Let’s start with Pretty Boy…Pretty Boy, how strange is that? It’s like
Pony Boy. Stay gold, Pony Boy….No results? That’s strange. How can there be no results?
Oh, I’m using Bing. That’s my problem. Let’s try Google... Gosh the internet is so slow today.
I really should remember to switch providers. Apogee just doesn’t cut it.

CHARLIE gets up and starts to pace, after a minute there is a ding from his computer.

CHARLIE (cont.)
There’s nothing here either except for a bunch of pictures of girly looking boys, some old,
dead criminal in Georgia, and an IMDB page for a movie a coming out. Let’s try
Night Stalker….Darn this internet. Apogee. More like Crapogee.

CHARLIE paces some more before his computer dings again.

CHARLIE
A 1970’s TV series or a serial killer who is already caught. I’m starting to think that
Detective Campbell was making all that up. Let’s try the last one…

CHARLIE’S phone rings, when he answers it MRS.JONES enters stage right.

CHARLIE
Hello?

MRS. JONES
Hello, Charles? It’s Mrs. Jones.

CHARLIE slumps onto the couch.

CHARLIE
Hello Mrs. Jones. What. Can I do. For you?

MRS.JONES
Well Charles, I was wondering if I left Percy Perkins Esquire III’s Fancy Feast Gourmet
turkey feast over there. It’s almost his dinner time and

CHARLIE
Why on earth would you have brought your cat’s food over here?

MRS. JONES

Well because I went to the store just before coming over. So Charles, do you
have Percy’s Fancy Feast Gourmet turkey feast or not?

CHARLIE
I do not. Mrs. Jones, do you really not understand that there are bigger fish to fry than your
cat’s food? I’m currently looking into the men that Detective Campbell said might have possibly
killed your daughter. Doesn’t that seem like it’s more important than your cat? And by the
way, from what Andria said about your insignificant cat, it seems to reason that he could
stand to lose some weight. Mrs. Jones, please, do not call me again.
I will call you when I find something.

MRS. JONES
You know Charles, you are not very nice. You’re going to be sorry that you were ever mean to me.
I may not have a lot now that Andria is gone but I still have my Percy and my faith. God has a plan.

CHARLIE
Oh, you mean like killing my girlfriend?

MRS.JONES
God would never do that.

CHARLIE
Precisely. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to find out who did!

CHARLIE hangs up the phone and MRS. JONES exits. CHARLIE looks at his laptop.

CHARLIE
Yep, just as I thought. It’s from Harry freaking Potter. She lied! Why would she do that?
Let’s try googling her. Heather Campbell is the last known alias for Yulia Aristov who is a
spy wanted by the Russian government for treason! What the hell is this?!

Lights fade.