one of our guys, dale elliot, went down in the line. she showed up at the funeral. hey. hey. ow-how have you been? i've been okay. i can't believe-- dale. yeah. i know. how are you holding up? okay, i guess. ( footsteps approaching ) hmm. hey. what's, someone got to croak to catch sight of you? mm-hmm. tom, brett. what happened to you, girl? i've been, you know, helping out at the family store. hey, since you're not dating that one anymore doesn't mean you can't come around. okay. good. we're all heading over to stanton's. everybody would love to see you. yeah. no, uh, i got to go back to the office. send my regards. that's the, uh, thing about it. once you leave, it's... it's like you're not in the club anymore. i think she found it hard to be around me. it was just too hard for her. okay. thanks for your help. i just spoke to the sarge. he's going to send over jessie's case files. he also gave me these. they're threatenin. they say things like, "i'm going to screw you, because you screwed me." "watch your back." they all have the same return address-- white hills correctiona