Back at the police station.
Jason Slade
"When do I get my phone call?" I shout. I can not believe that both of my sons did this to me. They were a part of me being locked up like a f*cking animal. Ledger isn't even dead. He is fine. Nothing happened to him and how the f*ck do they even know what we did? Maybe the blood work at the hospital, but why would they assume that I had something to do with it? I need to get my father here to explain things to me. I need to deny it all. I will blame the damn maids, sh!t even Darcy, if I have to. I can't be locked up for attempted murder. I wasn't even trying to k!lk him. I just needed him to fall asleep for an hour tops. "Slade, your one phone call." an officer tells me.
The phone rings and rings and rings and there is no answer. What the f*ck,
