Episode One - YELLOW AMENDS - 10/04/12
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REID (CONT’D)
Name.
CREIGHTON
Creighton.
REID Creighton - have you touched anything? Arranged matters to your benefit in anyway? CREIGHTON No, sir.
REID - stepping slowly, his lantern in front of him, lighting the ground beneath, his eyes keen, focussed as he approaches the body. Moves the light over the corpse. The things he doesn’t want to see are the things he sees -- Her cut throat. Slits cut into her eyelids, small stars carved into her flesh and forehead. REID - the clear dismay on his face at the sight of this. Turns to CREIGHTON -- REID Who is it’s paid for your time here? CREIGHTON The Star, Inspector. Who else? REID Well - you’re on my ticket now. I want these details - her face, her eyes, her throat. CREIGHTON - nothing to be said. He nods, goes to it, as REID steps back. He scans the cobbles all about -- REID (CONT’D) (to himself) No pooling of blood. She wasn’t cut here. He looks up - the sound of the mob baying from the streets at one end of the courtyard, a small alleyway. REID (CONT’D) Then where was she brought in? He walks slowly, swinging the lantern before him, working the scene with the little light available. Disturbed now by the sound of a pair of heels clattering into the courtyard. It’s DRAKE, and he looks worried --
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