:12:00
He's hailing hard, Tammy. See?
:12:05
He's a picture of hell
:12:08
That Tammy there. She's fine, isn't she?
:12:12
I rented her out of Old Town
:12:14
I want to show you what you won't be getting of
:12:17
Not in prison
:12:19
You hear me, Hartigan? You stop being stupid
:12:22
Start playing along with us, you just might get some of Tammy
:12:27
You see that? She flinched
:12:30
You make her sick
:12:33
She heard about you and that little girl
:12:36
This is nothing but a price I promised myself I'd pay, and I'm paying it
:12:40
You don't save a little girl's life, and turn around and throw her to the dogs
:12:45
Not in my book, you don't
:12:47
They want a confession. They won't get i
:12:53
There's a letter from Nancy when they put me in solitary
:12:57
She calls herself "Cordelia"
:13:01
She makes no mention of anything that would give her away
:13:05
At first I figure she'll send another note or 2 before her young mind moves on to better things
:13:11
But every thursday, another 1 arrives
:13:14
What a sweet kid
:13:17
I do my best to keep my hand from shaking when I reach for it
:13:21
She's the only friend I got
:13:23
The daughter I never had
:13:25
My sweet Cordelia
:13:27
Skinny little Nancy Callahan
:13:32
8 years pass
:13:39
Then comes a Thursday when I bound from my cot, excited as a kid at Christmas
:13:44
Only to find myself staring at the damn floor of my damn cell
:13:47
Looking for a letter from Nancy that isn't there
:13:51
Then another Thursday with no letter
:13:54
Is she alright?
:13:55
Did something happen to her?
:13:58
Nothing