RECKONING Season 1 Episode 12/120

INT. RACHEL’S APARTMENT – LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Rachel is shocked by what Sara’s just said.

RACHEL
Your uncle? Ezekiel?

Sara nods.

RACHEL
But he is your uncle. That’s impossible. Why do you even think he has anything to do with it?

SARA
Because,… I’m sure he killed my mom. And he did all that just so he could get ahold of the fucking company. He didn’t like to be in the shadows, in a shadow of a woman. He knew the situation wouldn’t change as long as she is at the head of the company. So he wiped her out.

RACHEL
But why would he want to eliminate you too?

SARA
For the same reason. He knew I would become the sole owner of all our assets as soon as I am 18.

Rachel is horrified.

RACHEL
This is terrible. This is ... I have no words. He’s a doctor, for God’s sake, he saves lives. The whole America loves him. They all admire him.

SARA
You can never know what is hiding in someone’s mind.

RACHEL
If what you say is true, then we surely must contact the police. Tell them what you just told me.

SARA
No. I am telling you. Most of them are paid off. If I go there now, I’d be dead in half an hour and nobody would care. They’d say that I died from overdosing or something like that. (gets closer to Rachel) Just, please, don’t tell anyone that I’m here. I promise, I’ll go as soon as I come up with something. Just give me a couple of days.

RACHEL
You can stay here as long as you want. I’m tired of living alone anyway, so I’m glad I have you with me.
(takes a deep breath)
This is so unbelievable,… what you have just told me, I ... I don’t know. It’s not easy to digest.

SARA
Yep. Tell me about it.

The doorbell suddenly RINGS. Sara and Rachel shiver. They immediately get up on their feet.

SARA
(cautiously)
Are you expecting someone?

RACHEL
(nervously)
No ... I ... Go hide in my room. Now.

Sara hesitates for a moment, but eventually goes into Rachel’s room to hide herself.

Rachel goes to the door. After she looked through the peephole to see who is outside, she opens the door.

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