She hates getting involved with any sort of law enforcement and when the voice on the other end of the phone identifies himself, she immediately wants to hang up. But that will seem more suspicious than anything else, so April just takes her phone into a room where she can have some privacy and closes the door, sinking down into a chair. Les still hasn't been found and she hasn't been able to sleep much and she hates that she's so worried, but there's no point in denying it anymore.
She's terrified for him. And she misses him.
"It's fine," she says. The time doesn't matter, it isn't as if she'll be able to sleep anyway. "What did you need from me? Do I need to come by?" She will, if necessary. She always done better with the police face to face and she's a perfectly capable actress over the phone, but it's always easier in person.
Then again, there isn't much she has to fake in this case.
"No, that's not necessary. It's late, but I'm sure you know time is not on our side in these cases," James says, making a few notes on his pad as they talk. "I just have a few questions for you. When is the last time you spoke with Mr. Parker? Did he seem fine? Was he upset?"
"The day he disappeared around... three, maybe. He called to let me know he was going to meet Corrine that evening, we talked about my plans and I told him I would see him the next day," she says and she's torn, she's trying to decide if she should mention the sirens who had come after her, but she doesn't think they're involved and she doesn't want any police interest focused on her.
Lara would know. She would have to.
"He sounded like he always does," she says. "There wasn't anything out of the ordinary."
Her story matches up with Corrine's. Leslie Parker was supposed to meet with Corrine that night and he never showed up. James knows the man left work around seven. James has eyewitnesses from Watersong that saw him leave. He had even made it home since Corrine says she found the door open, but then nothing.
"Okay," James says, nodding even though April can't see. "Ms. Flynn mentioned that there was some trouble awhile back involving you and Mr. Parker. She said it's possible there could be a group of people after him. Do you know anything about that?" he asks.
She closes her eyes and rubs her forehead, but she supposes she shouldn't be surprised that they know about it. "They weren't after Les, they were looking for me."
And she can be almost entirely honest about this as well, she realizes with a start.
"I was taken away from my parents when I was a toddler because of my mother's drug problem. She died not long ago and left everything to me, but she owed money to people because of her addiction and they came looking to be paid. Les was just unfortunately at my apartment when they arrived and I wasn't."
James thinks there could be more behind this story. Normal people don't
just have people come to their house after them but he has larger issues at
hand.
"Do you have any reason to believe those people are still in town? Do you
think they had anything to do with Mr. Parker's disappearance?"
"I don't," April says. "At first I was worried it might be due to that, but he's not the only one missing, is he? I have no connection to any of the other people who are gone and I haven't been contacted for ransom. I can't see why they would take Les if not for money."
His first and only lead, barely even that, and it was already shutdown. Not that he couldn't still follow up on these so-called people after this woman, but he just doesn't see how it's connected. None of this is about Les Parker. Or April Ross' money. So far it isn't about anything except making people disappear...
Sighing, he tosses his pen back down on the desk. "Alright," he says. "Thank you. I appreciate your time. I might have some more questions for you, but let's wait until in the morning."
"I'll be here," April says with a soft sigh. If she can help, she will, but she doesn't think she'll be able to and that weighs on her more heavily than anything. "I'll have my phone on all the time."
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She's terrified for him. And she misses him.
"It's fine," she says. The time doesn't matter, it isn't as if she'll be able to sleep anyway. "What did you need from me? Do I need to come by?" She will, if necessary. She always done better with the police face to face and she's a perfectly capable actress over the phone, but it's always easier in person.
Then again, there isn't much she has to fake in this case.
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Lara would know. She would have to.
"He sounded like he always does," she says. "There wasn't anything out of the ordinary."
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"Okay," James says, nodding even though April can't see. "Ms. Flynn mentioned that there was some trouble awhile back involving you and Mr. Parker. She said it's possible there could be a group of people after him. Do you know anything about that?" he asks.
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And she can be almost entirely honest about this as well, she realizes with a start.
"I was taken away from my parents when I was a toddler because of my mother's drug problem. She died not long ago and left everything to me, but she owed money to people because of her addiction and they came looking to be paid. Les was just unfortunately at my apartment when they arrived and I wasn't."
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James thinks there could be more behind this story. Normal people don't just have people come to their house after them but he has larger issues at hand.
"Do you have any reason to believe those people are still in town? Do you think they had anything to do with Mr. Parker's disappearance?"
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Sighing, he tosses his pen back down on the desk. "Alright," he says. "Thank you. I appreciate your time. I might have some more questions for you, but let's wait until in the morning."
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