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who now has Dante Mac in custody for possession of a concealed deadly weapon and violating
parole. Steve says to Dante, "Have fun serving your full sentence and then some."

Steve walks into the police station with Dante and begins processing him for jail. Steve also makes
a call to Frank Mainor and tells him he has Dante Mac in custody. Mainor tells Ryan and they both
rush back to the station to question him before his lawyer arrives.

Mainor and Ryan attempt to explain how cooperating with them will reduce the sentence and
provide other benefits, but Mac never says a word. It's nothing he hasn't heard before.

Mac's lawyer shows up and the show is now over. The two cops and the lawyer exchange
frightening words and then part from one another. Ryan says to Mainor as they are walking out of
the station, "One step further away from catching a ghost."

I drive back to my parents' home and find Lynne. I should just call the police for her, but somehow
I feel that will anger her because she won't do it herself. She'll probably think I'm risking the
well-being of Sarah and David.

She asks me what happened, and I tell her that it would be best if she just stayed here for a while. I
tell her that I may have angered Silvio even more, and I now realize that you never want to make a
sociopath more angry than they already are because their reactions are unpredictable and
unparalleled.

She asks me if I will stay here with her, and I say no. She pauses, and then says that she can't stay
here alone. It's too unfamiliar. That she will just go to her grandmother's house. I ask her if that's a
good idea, that if Silvio can find her then he will cause trouble. She asks me why I can't just stay,
and I just look at her. I don't have a reason, I just don't want to.

After we talk about it for five minutes she decides to stay at her grandmother's house instead,
claiming she feels too uncomfortable staying here alone. Is she afraid of something? She doesn't
even know that there was a murder-suicide here. Imagine if she did.

She drives me back to my apartment and then drives to her grandmother's home, hoping Silvio
won't show up there. I really tried to help her. Protect her. But it wasn't enough. Oh well.

I lay down on my couch to reflect the day's events but it's really just a task I use as a prelude to
falling asleep, the only problem is I can't fall asleep. Like so many times before I become a victim
to a brain with too much energy left to spare, but this becomes more beneficial than tragic.

Because my apartment is so close to the building stairs, when Mary begins to walk down them as
she groans from the pains of her pregnancy, I can hear her.

At first the sounds that come from her because she is in labor confuses me, and when I open my
door I see her slowly walking down to the next step holding on to the railing with a firm grip while
she gently holds the bottom of her belly. The scene is extremely bizarre. Not because of the literal
picture I am seeing, but because she is doing this alone.